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It's been two days since I last saw her, and it feels like I'll never see her again. Huffing, I walk into the school grounds that feel like they're eating me alive.

Looking for her wasn't as simple as I thought it would be.

Why is it so hard to find her?

I get it, Shiratorizawa High School is well known for all of its accomplishments, but it shouldn't be this difficult...

But then again, Shiratorizawa is a big school.

If I'm being honest... I've never seen her before, when she came into the gym because of the club she was in, it was the first time I had ever seen her.

Maybe I could wait for her outside of the Photography Club room?

No... I don't know what period she has to go to for the club.

I ruffle my hair out of anger, letting my hand run down my face, shutting my eyes for a moment. I walk up the stairs, heading for my first class of the day, English class.

I accidentally continued to bump into other's shoulders as I walked up the stairs, muttering somewhat half assed apologies as they cussed me out. Reaching the top, I gave one last glance down the stairs, and to my surroundings, hoping I could find this girl that has been slowly making me lose my way of thinking.

I'm only greeted with the stinging realization that she is nowhere to be found, so I turn, stepping away from the stairs. I push through the students, preferring to spend a few moments of silence and peace in the quiet classroom instead.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Someone shouts as I elbow my way past him.

I don't reply, continuing on my way as I roll my eyes.

"Dumbas," the guy's faint voice is heard as he continues.

Why aren't they used to it?

It's not my problem, they shouldn't be blocking my way. It's not like they own the damn school anyways, they probably aren't even learning anything, dumbass airheads.

I'm a busy person, some people just can't seem to respect that, so why should I give them respect?

A relieved sigh escapes past my lips as I finally see the door to my classroom, open as I step towards it.

Entering the silent room, I make my way to my seat as I stare down at my feet. Getting greeted by another pair of shoes as I approach my seat. Annoyance fills my mind as I squint my eyes.

"Hey, this is my seat, so move." I claimed, not bothering to look at the person as I waited to hear the sound of them pushing the chair back to leave my seat.

"I'm really sorry I- Semi?"

My eyes flash open as I hear the same familiar voice in front of me. Looking up, I'm greeted by those eyes that haunted me in my sleep for the past two nights. A smile quickly races to my face as she's standing right here, chuckling in disbelief as my eyes grow wide.

She returns my smile, "Sorry, I'll move."

As she is about to stand up, I feel my hand moving before I could even think it through, gripping her wrist to stop her movements. I felt myself stiffen as I could feel her cold skin under my palm, heartbeat ringing in my ear as I swallowed. I felt light headed from the skin contact, "Wait... What's your name, please?" I asked, fearing she'd slip past my fingers once again.

She continued to smile, not seeming to feel bothered by my touch, "Y/n, Y/n L/n, a pleasure to meet you Semi." She confidently replied as she lifted her other hand.

Letting go of my grip on her, I shook her hand, the tip of my ears burning red even if I couldn't see it.

I didn't understand the emotions behind this feeling, but I didn't feel like myself.

My hands felt cold to the touch, I couldn't feel my fingers.

My heart wouldn't slow down, remaining at a fast beat.

It felt like something was crawling up and down my spine, a shivering sensation following throughout my form.

Eyes feeling glued to her smile, at the same time wanting to look away from her but still wanting to stare.

It felt like I was floating, dreaming.

Was it happiness? Nervousness? Anxiety? Attraction? Dread?

I didn't know...

I didn't know what it was... but I liked it?

I...

Liked it?

I liked...

What did I like?

Did I like her?

Did I like the way her smile warmed through me?

How her voice swarmed my thoughts?

How pretty she was?
How soft her hair looked?

How her eyes felt like they could look into my soul?

How caring she looked?

How I could barely focus on anything else other than her?

Maybe if she asked me to share a secret with her, maybe I would.

They might slip past my lips like they weren't a secret in the first place.

This felt nice, like a trusting environment made just for me, but it all scared me at the same time.

"In all honesty, I'm sorry if I offended you that day at the gym, I seriously didn't know you before then. I know the Volleyball team is popular but let's just say my Photograph Club teacher doesn't let us know anything important." She nervously ran her hand over her neck before glancing to the side.

"I thought you'd never ask for my name, Semi." She said, pulling me back to reality.

"I thought I'd never see you again." I admitted, timidly hiding my wide smile behind my hand as the wrinkles formed at the corner of my eyes.

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