A/N:

This is a series of Satsuki Shishio's POV as he ponders about Suzume Yosano, a highschool girl he fell in love with but was forced to leave alone due to the inappropriate circumstances of being her Homeroom teacher.

Do check out this manga if you happen to just stumble upon my work. I may be putting some spoilers here, so be warned!

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Pigtails and Flowing Hair

There was a time that I believe that majority of the girls are immature. I've had my share of awkward moments with such girls as I was growing up; more so when I started my university days and when I made my career as a teacher.

They viewed things with such wide-eyed wonder through rose-colored spectacles. They believe so much about love at first sight, first loves never die, or everything will be all right as long as they are in love. But when they crash and burn, they turn vengeful and cynical, unreasonable sometimes.

The first time I saw Chun-chun again, I was struck by the difference a week makes after not reporting to school due to a supposed fever.

Suzume Yosano turned from a girl into a woman.

Everything still looks the same from a normal bystander's point of view. But from a conflicted young man like me who is torn between doing what is right and proper to being hopelessly, addictively, in love with her, the subtle changes hold a deeper meaning.

Suzume Yosano wore her hair loose the first day she was back. I was expecting her to tie those silky strands into a pair of constricting pigtail braids to show how angry she is that I jilted her. You can just imagine how hard I tried not to look at her with such hunger and longing. That deep brown hair falling like a curtain to hide her brilliant blue eyes; her long, sweeping eyelashes; the Cupid's bow mouth.

I wanted to reach out and touch her, feeling my heart being crushed slowly, unable to accept the scene unfolding before me.

Suzume Yosana is healing her broken heart gracefully after I carelessly shattered it.

I guess I deserve what I am going through now.

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