He should have listened to his heart from the start.
END.
He should have listened to his heart from the start.
END.
Aoi swallowed, the weight of Haruichi’s words settling on him. It was true, he realized. He’d been so focused on avoiding eye contact, on trying to appear unaffected, that he had missed something.
Aoi swallowed, the weight of Haruichi’s words settling on him. It was true, he realized. He’d been so focused on avoiding eye contact, on trying to appear unaffected, that he had missed something.
His eyes danced with a mixture of mischief and curiosity, holding a glint of something more intense.
His eyes danced with a mixture of mischief and curiosity, holding a glint of something more intense.
Aoi knew he’d been caught but it wasn’t the first time. His nose scrunched up, lips barely moving as the corners of his mouth curled upward.
“And If I am?”
Aoi knew he’d been caught but it wasn’t the first time. His nose scrunched up, lips barely moving as the corners of his mouth curled upward.
“And If I am?”
And Maybe if Aoi had spoken up more he wouldn’t have become known for being so quiet, but it wasn’t as if he really wanted to talk with everyone. He just wanted to talk to Haruichi, but the words caught in his throat like butterflies in a net.
And Maybe if Aoi had spoken up more he wouldn’t have become known for being so quiet, but it wasn’t as if he really wanted to talk with everyone. He just wanted to talk to Haruichi, but the words caught in his throat like butterflies in a net.
It hadn’t been the kind of voice he’d been expecting - calm and collected, a little lilt to it that belied his interest. And Aoi was a goner.
It hadn’t been the kind of voice he’d been expecting - calm and collected, a little lilt to it that belied his interest. And Aoi was a goner.