about a girl ; ena

entry 1

09/27/xx

i met this girl the other day at school,

she was really pretty, but shes kinda rude and mean to me, i dont know what did i do to make her act like that.

—

you were back again in school the next day after your encounter with the strange girl named ena yesterday.

walking down the dimly lit halls of the school, you saw a familiar brunette in your peripheral vision, painting.

"ena huh?"

— "yes thats my name."

"why do you look upset?"

— "thats none of your business."

"sorry."

— "stop saying sorry."

you ever knew why this girl was so hostile towards. but she sorta.. intrigued you nonetheless.

she continued to paint, she was painting a landscape, it looked really pretty to you. you kinda liked how she used a variety of colors for it.

"i really like your painting."

— "huh?"

she looked at you, confused.

"i said i really like your painting."

— "....thank you." she looked away blushing, she was flustered.