"He loves me…he loves me not," she says to herself as she plucks two petals off a flower. "He loves me…he loves me not." Two more. "He loves me," she repeats while she plucks a petal before her eyelids lower in sadness as she stares at the lone petal. "He loves me not," she whispers.
"Who's the guy and where can I find him to beat him up?"
Her eyes widen.
"K-Kurosaki-kun! What are you doing here?"
He shrugs his shoulders as he sits next to her.
"Just passing by. You?"
She looks at the darkened sky.
"I heard that red dragonflies migration would come this way," she explains.
"I never knew that you liked them."
She nods.
"They remind me of my brother." She points a finger. "He used to be able to hold a finger out like this and a dragonfly would land on it." She sighs. "I never been able to do it."
He looks at her before holding out a finger. There's not trick to it, no reason for it either, but he used to be able to attract dragonflies just like her brother.
Today is no exception. A dragonfly shortly lands on his finger.
She claps in surprise.
"You did it! You're magic, too!"
He snorts.
"I don't know about that. But hold out a finger."
"Huh?"
He chuckles to himself at her confused expression.
"Trust me."
She nods before doing as he instructed.
"Hold still, okay?"
She listens, and he begins to slowly move his hand over to hers. Once they are close together, he transfers the dragonfly from his finger to hers.
She gasps.
"It's…you…how," she stutters.
"Magic."
She smiles at him.
"It feels like that, doesn't it?"
He wants to say that it does. That this moment feels like magic only because he's there with her, but he can't get the words out. Not when she has someone she wants love from. So he just watches her as she brings her face closer to her finger.
In her head, she's thinking that even if he doesn't love her, this night is pure magic. And it becomes even more magical as he begins to attract more dragonflies.
And as he places each new dragonfly onto her and as she remains perfectly still, they both miss the fact that the flower she started with actually has two petals left, but they just got stuck together. And in fact, he does love her, but just like the flower, she's just not looking close enough.
But despite the misunderstandings, she looks at him, and he looks at her, and the magic that is love grows and grows with only those red dragonflies as witnesses.