My name is Hana. It had all started when I just entered my freshmen year of high school. It was orientation day and I was looking around school. I had stumbled upon the cooking class, maybe it was because of the pleasant smells coming from the room. It had smelt of vanilla and cinnamon. When I had peeked in, I had seen this amazing pile of freshly baked goods. As I was reaching for one, suddenly someone had grabbed my hand and tossed it away from the platter of goodies. I looked up in total frustration and that is when I first met him. He was so handsome, that I just ran out of the room. I was blushing so hard. That was so embarrassing, I hope he didn't see that.
The next few days, I attended to my new high school and everything was going ok. After school, I went to the cooking class to see him again but he wasn't there. As I was in the class, the teacher had asked me if I was there to sign up for the class. I wasn't thinking of signing up but I ended up joining. So every Wednesday, I would go there and learn how to cook and take home some goodies after class, is what the teacher told me. After not seeing him, I joined the class and then started to turn around and leave. When I opened the door, I saw him and I was shocked but I continued to walk out. That was when he stopped me and grabbed my hand again. He said, "You're that girl from a couple days ago, right?" He remembered me? I was kind of embarrassed but I said yeah. He said his name was Haru.
We talked for a bit outside the classroom and he said, "Sorry for tossing your hand away the other day" I said, "It's okay, you must have had your reasons and I didn't even ask before trying to take any." He said that he was a sophomore and he was also in the cooking class. After that day, I tried joining other things that he was in since we couldn't have the same classes. That's how it went for the whole year. At some point, I realized that I really liked him but I knew that he didn't see me that way. I was in an unrequited love with someone and half the time, I didn't even know.
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The Way He Looks At Her
RomanceHana first fell in love at the beginning of her freshman year of high school. Would everything be different if she had courage to step forward and say her true feelings to the one she cares about the most?
