slow dancing in the dark - joji
it would be no exaggeration to call me excited.
i had been ready for that night since the day before. even the students had thought that i was being weirder than normal.
it was strange to be this excited, because i knew that she didn't take me seriously, and was probably still walking the fine line between hating me and barely tolerating me.
i knew that there was nothing more painful than being invested in someone who didn't even want to give you the light of day, but after i chased her for so long, i didn't want to stop.
the rush of watching her move so fast and having to keep up, and with her range that made me feel like she could go anywhere she wanted, i couldn't not be drawn in.
since then, i only wondered. i wondered where she was at the moment. i wondered if she was going to show up. i wondered if she'd accept the idea of becoming friends. i wondered if she even wanted to talk to me.
i walked through the city once more, letting the colors of dusk set over me. on one hand i wanted to stall as much as possible because i knew i'd be crushed if she told me that she never wanted to see me again.
on the other, i wanted to see her now. i wanted to ask how she was doing, what she did today, who she talked to, and if she ate. i wanted all of that from someone that i'd just met.
half an hour later, after the sun set, i was still walking. i was still negotiating with myself and deciding if i'd be able to accept if she told me to leave her alone. soon enough, i was able to tell myself that seeing her was worth it, and i teleported to the roof of what i remembered to be yuuji's highschool.
'they got the roof fixed, at least.'
i looked around hopefully, searching for any note that she'd shown up. there was no sign that she'd been here earlier, was here now, or would be here later. my shoulders dropped as i started to believe that was coming, and i was already accepting that she wasn't going to show.
before i could leave, a heard a familiar voice from above me.
"the stars are just as pretty tonight."
i looked above me and recognized her, in the same clothes from the day before, levitating easily in the sky about four or five meters above me.
"they are pretty."
she crossed her arms once more and began to float towards me. "you're late."
"i'm not late. you're just early." i bent down so that our eyes were leveled and i smirked. she turned to glare at me and had started to scold me, but i unintentionally tuned her out to stare at her.
'something's different.'
my eyes locked onto the thin and round frames on her face.
"you're wearing glasses," i thought aloud.
"so?"
"they look nice." the natural blush on her cheeks turned darker with my comment, and i felt sort of proud of it. she also had eye-bags that i didn't notice from afar, but they didn't ruin her appearance at all. i could've, and would've gone on and on about what i thought about her face alone, but she pulled me out of my thoughts like every other time.
