The boy with the blue hair

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He's...so....cute....watching from the most close distance as possible without him noticing me, I hid behind a tree. That wonderful dak blue hair that blended in with the night sky...that precision he kept while playing the strings of the violin....but my most favourite part....his face is so perfect!!!!!!! Ugh, what am I gonna do!!!!  I was so taken away by how mysteriously alluring he was, that I had he urge to hum along. Before I even made so much as a sound, he had stopped playing hittting the very last note, as he turned in my direction with the most sultry, blank expression ever. 

"You, really think so?"he suddenly said, as if I was supposed to know what he was talking about.

"Eh~ Are you talking to me?"

He looked around left and right pretending as if there was another person inside of my head, besides just me and him. It was sorta cute the way his short blue hair, that reached a little past the end the of his ears, moved as he did so. 

"I think so."

Even his voice sounded so beautiful, all sarcastic and steady. It wasn't aggravating to me at all, and almost sounded as if it had been the truth.

I guess it's time to stop hiding now... 

My fingers fell down from the side of the tree, as I placed them folded behind my back. I slowly stepped from the side of the tree, out in the open. It had been just the two of us in this landscape of my dream, which was inahbitable to anyone but me and the rest of the odd creatures. It was only until the fifth day, today, that everything had changed. I tried keeping a steady heartbeat, as the distance between us stayed exactly the same. So why had I overcome with all this axniety?

I waved my hand greeting him. "May name is Emi."

"I know, who you are."

"R-Really?"

"Yes, you're Emi. The love of my life."

Where have I heard those words before....it all seems so familliar as if it was straight out of a videogame... wait...why is he coming over here? What is he doing? Why is he placing his hand on my chin? Why does he look so determined? Why is my face getting hot? Why does it llok like he's getting closer? Why is his lips on my forhead, and why am I blushing....

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