/BONUS CHAPTER. OHOHOHO: After The Kiss, It's Reo's Turn!

x/ Yes, Alice-nyan is back to torture you all with another shitty chapter 3 I love Reo so much that I wrote a chapter in HIS point of view. Hmm…. Why so sad Reo-kun?/x

I saw it.

I saw every second of it, and every time the wind touches my face, I'm reminded of her fragrance.

It was a perfect fall day, where all of the students came out of the main building, looking like caged birds that flew outside of its trap for the first time, I just finished tutoring Aria, a short brunette with a willing smile and a brain that just wasn't enough. She insisted on calling her Rae, an unusual nickname for Latowidge. She bounced off, giggling, seemingly happy about us meeting for supplementary lessons.

It must be awkward, yes, I know it is, to love someone who came from higher standards, way higher than what I'm used to; well, then again, Iam an orphan. I didn't have the perfect life, I wasn't rich.

Why am I saying this? Who am I talking to? Am I going insane because of what I saw? Maybe, Maybe not.

Picking up a familiar book; Romeo and Juliet, I think about my doomed fate to be an unwanted vine in romance. Everybody rooted for Romeo, but nobody rooted for poor Paris. This is understandable though, Paris was quite evil. But in desperate times of love, it was your talent tpo give love, not about your standards or anything. Maybe I'd have a crying session in my room for three weeks. Maybe I would indulge in reading the Holy Knight series to forget. Maybe I would drug myself.

What I do know that it was unexpected, my heart breaking in a thousand little pieces. I could swear I even heard glass breaking.

I was basking in the perfect wind, in the perfect warmth of the sun, when I noticed Elliot and Ada under a large oak, knotting daisy crowns and letting leaves fly through the wind. I nonchalantly perch on the little balcony, trying to hear bits of their conversation.

But I heard nothing.

I silently hid near the back of another oak when I hear Elliot's voice.

"I want to tell her how I feel, but I'm still a bit afraid. What if she likes someone else? What if she's too good for me?" Elliot stared at the blue sky as I secretly listened to their interesting conversation. Ada looked stricken.

I gasped; Elliot took Ada's face and actually stared at her emerald green eyes, while his steely blue eyes burned through hers. "And she's sitting right beside me right now, sewing daisies and looking stupid with those big green eyes that I love so much."

I wanted to shout, I wanted to yell, but how could I yell for something that was already broken? Something that was already not mine? Something that never was?

Their faces were mere centimeters away, and I was glued to the spot, forcing myself to watch a play I didn't even plan to watch.

As predicted, they kissed, and I wanted to die. I ran away, fighting back tears as I was doomed to be a third wheel if I interfered, That I would give my heart to that girl. Yes. You're surprised? You shouldn't. I have many secrets; and being in love with Ada Vessalius is one of them.

Love is funny, don't you think? I didn't think Elliot was so serious, I didn't think they'd…

But they did, and now my tragedy is now unfolding as I would be a another mere Paris.