I found out that he lived near me and that he rode his bike to school almost everyday. I would wake up at the same time Haru wakes up, just so I could get to school at the same time as him. On Monday, I would work as a towel girl after school so I could see him at basketball practice. On Tuesday, I would go to the frozen yogurt place that he works at around 3-4pm. Then I would see him at cooking class on Wednesday. For the rest of the week, I just stayed home because I had to catch up on things like school work. I just kept liking him and realized that I should start to become closer to him. Eventually, I talked to him so much I got his number. Maybe it was easier because he already knew me before from cooking class. When I got home, I was debating whether to text him and what to even say. My mind was going back and forth again and again. So I just typed, "goodnight" and walked out to wash my face. When I came back, I saw that he typed, "goodnight" back. I should have typed something else than just saying "goodnight" but now it's too late.
It was already winter and it was the day before break was going to start. I asked Haru, "What are you doing over break?" He said that he is going to go snowboarding with his family for the holidays. He asked me the same thing and I just said, "I have nothing planned really." He said, "Oh, um, Hope you have a good break though" then he walked away. I had spent my winter break with my family but we didn't celebrate the holidays. When we came back, I had continued watching Haru and seeing him every Wednesday. I was walking behind Haru to school and this girl next me asked if I had liked him. I started to get all red and she said that she knew it. We quickly became friends and her name is Mina. She always asked questions about my unrequited love and I always gave answers. She always said that I should hurry up and just ask him out but it isn't that easy...it isn't as easy as just saying it. I liked what I had now, I had a good relationship with Haru. I can talk to him and keep liking him, it isn't a problem for me. Then one day, I'll be ready...I'll be ready to tell him my true feelings.
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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?
