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Tea's POV: Coincidence
I sat silently as Mai babbled on about the 'cute new shirt' she bought earlier that day. My ming, however, began to drift. It wandered, of its own accord, to Ryou. I saw him after school ended, before Mai came to take me to the mall. I was returned abruptly to reality by Mai's sharp nail poking my arm.
"Isn't that your friend?" She inquired, trying and failing to sound casual.
I looked up and saw Ryou staring at me from across the length of the food court..
Our eyes met for the third time that day. It seemed that today tha fates wanted us to meet. I realized how little I knew about him.
As the shy, quiet, 'weird' one, I learned to be observant. I know things about people that I doubt even they know. But I know nothing about Ryou. Granted, I had only known of his existence for two days, but still.
I returned, once again, sharply to reality as I realized I had been staring. I offered a curt nod of greeting before returning to my contemplative mood, head bowed, eyes closed.
Mai, whom I hadn't realized had left, returned with a large soft pretzel for me. I dipped a corner into the cheese sauce and bit into the chewy bread, thinking.
My thoughts began to drift.
My mind soon wandered to a certain white-haired young gentleman with chocolate eyes and a quiet, accented voice.
Again.
Tea's POV: Coincidence
I sat silently as Mai babbled on about the 'cute new shirt' she bought earlier that day. My ming, however, began to drift. It wandered, of its own accord, to Ryou. I saw him after school ended, before Mai came to take me to the mall. I was returned abruptly to reality by Mai's sharp nail poking my arm.
"Isn't that your friend?" She inquired, trying and failing to sound casual.
I looked up and saw Ryou staring at me from across the length of the food court..
Our eyes met for the third time that day. It seemed that today tha fates wanted us to meet. I realized how little I knew about him.
As the shy, quiet, 'weird' one, I learned to be observant. I know things about people that I doubt even they know. But I know nothing about Ryou. Granted, I had only known of his existence for two days, but still.
I returned, once again, sharply to reality as I realized I had been staring. I offered a curt nod of greeting before returning to my contemplative mood, head bowed, eyes closed.
Mai, whom I hadn't realized had left, returned with a large soft pretzel for me. I dipped a corner into the cheese sauce and bit into the chewy bread, thinking.
My thoughts began to drift.
My mind soon wandered to a certain white-haired young gentleman with chocolate eyes and a quiet, accented voice.
Again.