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They had watched Sheshoun Go-Chan six times already and Hiro thought it was starting
to get stupid and it held no anticipation anymore.
He knew every line and every scene change by heart.
He watched again though for Kisa…. because he loved her.
You might say its impossible for a seventh grader to comprehend what love is…. many adults couldn't even begin to fathom the depths of love and all the other emotions that accompany it.
Being a Sohma…. being cursed…. many of life's rules didn't apply.
There was no such thing as being just a kid…. innocent and running…. frolicking in fields of daisies and a clover patch.
Hiro knew…. he knew what real love could be.
All his teachers and his friends just said it was a bad case of puppy love…. a mediocre playground crush.
What he felt for Kisa was neither mediocre or a simple crush.
As a Sohma he grew up quickly…. had the harsh realities of the curse thrown at him…. he matured young…. but he had her.
Hiro knew what love was.
He knew that love…. was Kisa