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Ryou's
POV: Mesmerized
"What's eatin' you?"
A coarse version of my own voice rang through my head.
"Leave me alone, Yami Bakura." I mentally replied. Surprised, the presence withdrew from my mind.
I nearly laughed. What would Tea say if she knew I heard voices? She'd think I was crazy. And telling her the voices come from an aincent gold ring? Out of the question!
Wait—Why am I asking myself all this in relation to her?
Her eyes. It has to be her eyes. They enchant, intoxicate, lure me into their aquamarine depths, She tries to hide her emotions, but those eyes never lose that sparkle.
Then again, it could be her hair. The honey-gold color entrances me, gently swaying as she bobs her head lightly to the music from her headphones. I briefly muse about the texture of her hair. It looks like silk. I wonder if it's that soft to touch.
Her voice, maybe? In three days I've heard her speak four words, two directed to me, one towards a teacher, and one yelled, seemingly to herself, but her voice is as smooth and rich as her honey-gold hair.
I don't know, but she has me mesmerized.
Gathering courage, I picked up my tray and approached her, where she was sitting alone.
"H-hi Tea."
Mesmerized indeed.