CAUTION: this is more or less an advanced note diary, where i put final drafts of my works from my raw note section.
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Crush is a fruity feeling. Very fruity. I am the hide-and-seek lover, the classic hard-to-get. But once I am at the right time and the right place, I could be pretty straightforward I think. I can't communicate with my crush. I cannot make eye contact, or even show the slightest interest in them. Inside, it's quite the contrary. I am sheepishly noticing each detail, the way his hair is cut, the way he stands by the doorway, the way he is giggling and whispering philosophies to his friends. I see him chuckling at stupid jokes, just like any other teenager. He tries to play "the game", of getting good grades and currying favour with the teacher(a game I am the undefeated champion of), and our ideologies pretty much contrast.
All's nice and seeming until you get to really know them ig. Because yk relationship should be like a velvet cake. A three-layer velvet cake. It could have as many layers as you wish, but i think three is the minimum. The outside is plain and pretty simple. It's smiles and complements (not a spelling error, mind you). The second layer is the nasty bit of it. The fights, arguments, and lowest sides of it. But the third is what really gets to you as you're finishing your cake. It is satisfying and slow, full of agreements and moving forward, together. But when you see someone for the first time, how would you know if he is the one? Well, if you're getting this question, it probably isn't for the best.
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