This is a draft I made a couple of months back, might as well publish it, seeing as it was just sitting there. (OOC warning, if you don't like it, feel free to click off. I was a weird writer so don't expect much.)
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The moment I stepped off the bus, my eyes instinctively sought her out in the crowd. Our gazes locked, and in that instant, the world around us seemed to fade away.
Her beauty was magnetic, a spellbinding enchantment that held me captive.
As her name, Honami Ichinose, was uttered, I found myself captivated not only by her appearance but also by the melody of her voice. The scent of strawberries wafted through the air, a sweet fragrance that lingered and entwined with the emotions coursing through me.
Weeks turned into days, days turned into months, and our shared classes provided ample opportunities for our connection to flourish. Her cheerful greeting, - "Hiya, Ayanokōji-kun," - became a soothing melody that resonated in my heart.
As we spent more time together, her warmth and kindness gradually chipped away at the walls I had erected around myself.
With every conversation and shared laughter, I felt myself blossoming, becoming more receptive to the emotions I had suppressed throughout my lifetime.
One afternoon, a playful glint lit up her eyes. - "How about we grab dinner later?" - she suggested, her words sparking a flutter within me.
"Sure, I'd love to."
My response was genuine, fueled by a desire to spend more time in her company.
The clock neared 5 pm, and I stood outside her dorm, a mixture of nerves and anticipation coursing through me.
I've never felt so nervous.
I knocked softly on her door, which swung open to reveal her, looking more radiant than ever.
"You look beautiful." - I murmured, my words a reflection of the truth that reverberated within me.
"Thank you!" - Her smile held the warmth of genuine happiness, and I couldn't help but be drawn to her like a magnet.
Dinner was a delightful experience, our conversation flowed so effortlessly as we shared stories and exchanged laughter.
I don't understand... I feel so nervous around her?
The ambiance of the restaurant created an intimate atmosphere that seemed to enhance our connection.
As the night grew darker, I extended an invitation to my room, a gesture imbued with unspoken intentions. She hesitated for a moment before stepping inside, curiosity and a hint of nerves dancing in her eyes.
The confession hung in the air, its weight palpable, urging to be spoken. I closed the gap between us, our bodies almost touching, and finally, she spoke.
We had spoken for a bit, but we both couldn't hide our true feelings for one another.
"I-I think... I'm in love with you." - She admitted, her voice soft yet brimming with determination.
"Ever since I laid eyes on you, my heart has been yours." - I confessed, a rush of emotions washing over me.
Our lips met in a tender kiss, a promise sealed in that fleeting moment. The barriers that had once shielded our hearts crumbled, leaving behind only the raw, undeniable truth of our feelings.
Months flowed seamlessly into days, and our love story continued to unfold amidst the challenges we faced. The class battles became a shared endeavor, and our bond grew stronger as we navigated the hurdles together.
In her, I found not only physical beauty but also a strength of character that matched my own. She became my partner, my confidante, my unwavering supporter...
My lover.
One late summer evening, as we lay on my bed, her head resting gently against my chest, I whispered, "You're beautiful, Honami." - The words carried a depth that extended beyond appearances, encompassing the beauty of her soul.
Her fingers traced delicate patterns on my skin, and she smiled, a contented expression that mirrored my own emotions. - "You make me feel beautiful."
In her embrace, I found solace from the past, a future brimming with promise, and a present illuminated by our shared love.
"Are you ready?" - I asked, a mixture of excitement and anticipation lacing my voice.
She nodded, her eyes holding mine, a silent understanding passing between us.
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"It hurts..."
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"Mmmph... ah! Ahn!"
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"Kiyo... I'm gonna—"
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We had done it, Memories such as that we cherished.
As we navigated the challenges that lay ahead, our intimacy deepened, each moment drawing us closer together. Through laughter and tears, shared dreams, and whispered secrets, our love story continued to unfold, a tapestry woven with care and devotion.
With every touch and stolen glance, our bond grew stronger, a testament to the love that had blossomed between us. Despite the obstacles we encountered, we faced them hand in hand, drawing strength from one another's unwavering support.
"I love you, Honami." - I whispered, my voice carrying the weight of the emotions that had flourished between us.
Her smile radiated pure joy, an unspoken affirmation of the happiness she found in our connection. - "I love you too, Kiyotaka."
In each other's arms, we discovered a love that transcended the confines of our past, a love that had the power to heal, transform, and bring us a sense of completeness that we had both yearned for.
In the quiet moments that followed, as our hearts beat in harmony, I looked at her with a warmth that extended beyond words. - "You're truly One of a Kind." - I murmured, a whispered declaration that encapsulated the unique and irreplaceable place she held in my life.
Her smile deepened, and as she nestled closer to me, I knew that our love story defied the ordinary, a tale of two souls who had found each other in a world full of possibilities.
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