A 𝐬𝐩𝐲 𝐱 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 [𝐱𝐎𝐜] story, featuring the added addition, Forger (oc).
Not only is she Anya's biological older sister, she is also a victim of Truck-Kun.
Now trapped in the world of an anime she hadn't seen besides the trailers, she mu...
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Olivia genuinely did not anticipate this.
She had harbored brief semi-romantic thoughts about the boy this morning, for sure, but who would have imagined that he felt this way about her?
Olivia blinked repeatedly as she made an effort to collect herself and looked to her friends as to confirm they had also just heard what she had.
'You guys heard that, right!?' Based on the expressions on their faces, it looked like they did.
She quickly turned her attention back to Darius. Unfortunately, she couldn't stop her heart from racing at the sight of him.
He looked at her with the shakiest expression she had ever seen on his usually nonchalant face, his cheeks painted red. His breathing was slow, shaky, and his body shaking ever so slightly.
'That's right... Darius is innocent to romance. He must be experiencing, thinking, and trying to understand a lot right now because he has never experienced these feelings before.'
As she cast a delicate glance towards her friend, Olivia pursed her lips. 'What would happen if I accepted his crush on me?'
She grimaced. 'What would happen if I rejected his crush?'
Darius is still discovering things. How do you accept and reject love? First time at this age, and she worries how he might react.
Darius, on the other hand, felt to have been waiting there all day.
Nervous. 'Why?'
Excited. 'What for?'
Scared. 'Of what?'
Hopeful. 'In what?'
Even though he was smart, it appeared that moment his mind was empty.
For some reason, Darius had the strangest feeling that he was going to start crying.
He breathed shakily as he felt a weight gently pressing against his heart. For some reason, he couldn't seem to meet the pinkett's gaze, or perhaps he just didn't.
Turning to face his group, he observed their facial expressions in an effort to assess what was to come.
Milliana, Elvia, and Conrad all had conflicted looks. seriousness, anxiety, and eagerness.
The same emotions that he did. When he caught a peek of the girl's ocean-blue eyes, he instinctively withdrew from seeking to lock eyes with her.
The tension in the air increased as the stillness dragged on. 'Why has she not spoken at all?'
