"Why won't you tell me?"
Pain in her chest.
"You always tell me these things. What's different now?"
"It's because you already know the answer."
Since that conversation, she hadn't been able to look him in the eye. It was too confusing to be around Ryu anymore.
He knew he would suffer for it; for bringing it up again. But he wanted; needed to remind her. It was no secret that Ryu could choose from any girl that he wished, if he'd only muster up the energy. But there was only one girl that he wanted, and already they were shoulder to shoulder most every day.
She avoided him. And still, she foud him at the most unexpected times: accross the street on his jog when she headed out to grab some groceries; leaning against a wall on her route to class. During school she felt his eyes on her; knew that he wasn't paying attention to the lesson because of her. Because of him, she wasn't paying attention either.
Skirting confrontation was the coward's path, but why should she do otherwise when confrontation was so terrifying?
Following the water's current was the way of the man with no ambition, but why should he pursue the finger he was wrapped around?
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting, Slipping, Falling,
Crash