Under My Sight♥️

Chapter 2

The long-awaited moment of her eyes meeting mine happened. Thousands of thoughts ran through my mind, and thousands of possibilities of reactions could be imposed at the moment, but I chose to wink at her.
 
Ah! I acted like a playboy!
 
"Hey, what are you doing? She is going to be scared by you." Rohan said as he saw my wink at her.
 
I failed to utter words to him as I was staring at her.
 
"Hey! Stop scaring her. Let's go in." Rohan dragged me inside the house as soon as we got off the bike.
 
"Hey! You will not look like a hero if you do such acts." Rohan was concerned for my love. I, too, care. But I never acted that way with anyone else. I chose to be a bad boy only for her.
 
"Now she knows me. Let's do something tomorrow." I smirked at Rohan, and he was literally scared by the thought of getting caught by her press reporter father.
 
I waited near my door at night to get a sight of her. But she was nowhere to be found.
 
Is she really sick?
 
I walked past her home to hear her voice. But she speaks so politely to everyone except her dog, father, mother, and brother, which is literally everyone in her family.
 
I heard her voice in her home interacting with someone, probably her dog.
 
I went back to my home, as I couldn't find her at all.
 
"Hey! Today's your turn to cook something for dinner." Rohan screamed as soon as I entered my home.
 
"Not a big deal. Where is the instant noodle I bought last week?" I asked him.
 
"Will it wait for you a whole week?" He smirked.
 
"So you are the noodle thief?" I muttered, took my wallet, and hurried out.
 
The grocery store is at the corner of our street. I walked to it and asked, "Two packets of instant noodles."
 
After a moment, I heard my own words in a soothing female voice. "Two packets of instant noodles."
 
I turned to look at the owner of the voice, which happened to be her.

Is it telepathy?
 
As I was seeing her, she unconsciously tilted her head toward me. As I couldn't stop myself from staring at her, she suddenly turned her head aside to not see me.
 
Can I talk to her now?

No. No. No. This shop owner might say this to her reporter dad.
 
The shop owner gave priority to the woman and fulfilled her order, though I asked first.
 
But that's what I want.
 
She didn't care to look at me at all and went away. I waited a moment to get my instant noodles and followed her.
 
Is this stalking?

No at all. My home is also in the same way.
 
She sensed someone walking behind her and started walking fast.
 
Now, it feels like I am stalking her. But I don't feel like doing that.
 
So I broke the silence and asked, "May I know your name, please?"