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HARUTO; BEING HIS.
A loud scraping of the opening door surfaced as you arrived at our destination. Bright beam of sunlight blatantly seamed through his face exposing every inch of his sharp features.
He went down, sighting the whole bliss of the city.
He breathed...
The adroitness of him cladding the full coral guise- how charismatic with that pendulous coral cardigan, plain white shirt and annular glasses.
You made such a quick preen-fixing the coral floral dress he gave you months ago.
As you've thought he already made his venture, how flabbergasting! You looked up and saw him standing infront, looking at you so intently while holding a black purse which you latterly esteemed that's yours. You both looked at each other amorously.
As if time stops, you're familiarizing that greenish almond-shaped eyes gaze.
Full millisecond that slowly turned into seconds and seconds and seconds...
The apt of you seems to be so bewildered.
You can't believe you're dating that guy, Haruto Watanabe.
