Journal,
He s so lovely. I sit in the shop when it not my shift just so I can be neer him. I know that there must be more there than we can see. I love waching him push his flame red hair back from his eyes. His eyes. They are deep violit pools. I wish that I could tell him how much I love him, but that would put the team in unnecessary risk. I can not do that
Omi
Omi put the back book down on his desk and left the room.
Weiss: This is just the first chapter but do tell me what you think.
