Today, Kise Ryouta didn't appear in his bench at lunchtime.
Amara tilted her head slightly, contemplating his idiotic behavior and her apparent feelings towards the blond. Logically, she knew he was only working - today there was photoshoot of great importance to him and to his agency. Yet…
Badump.
Her face was carefully blank as she gazed at his empty bench with seemingly closed eyes. It had been almost a week since his constant moody humor, and even though he clearly wasn't feeling that well, he kept coming and lunching with her.
Hearing the school bell, Amara quickly got up on her feet and walked towards her class. She gazed at his desk for the rest of the school-hours.
…
I miss him.
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A/N: We'll see more about Amara from now on! And about her past, things seems confusing right now, but everything will make sense later on. Pinky promise~
If you think she's being too cheesy, please. Amara is honest. Brutally so. She won't beat around the bush. If she misses him, she won't deny it and be all flustered about it.
~MariDark