Silence
That was what the room was.
It was silent to the point one would say a breath can be enough to fill it in.
Izumi looked down as she fiddled with her fingers.
She felt nervous of the person in front of her.
"Um..." she started.
She lifted her head to be met with a very close face in front of her.
Ruby eyes were what her own eyes focused on.
She stared in fascination.
After a few seconds, her face started heating up as she realized the position they were in.
She quickly moved back on the bed to the wall.
"Sorry!" She stumbled on the word.
Both her face and ears were flushed bright red as she said that.
Katsuki looked at her with a bit of a worried face before going to his "calm" expression.
"The hell are you sorry for?" He asked.
His voice was raspy, as always.
"Nothing." She mumbled out.
Katsuki leaned back.
He gazed at Izumi.
Her eyes were wondering off from one thing to another, in hopes of avoiding his own eyes.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance at that.
He got off the bed and looked around her room.
"It's been a while."
His thoughts were accompanied by his sight.
"Still doing that weird thing in your notebook?"
Kastsuki asked.
He went through the book as he asked the question.
Hm?
Izumi looked up at him.
Ah
"Yes." She nodded.
"I never stopped" She continued.
A small smile made its way onto her face as she said that.
Katsuki looked up from the book to glance at Izumi.
He nodded.
"Yeah."
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Izumi stood there.
Her hands clasped onto her backpack.
She blinked in confusion.
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
She looked up at Shouto with confusion in her eyes.
Shouto blushed a bit.
He, once again, had no idea as to what he was doing.
He suddenly woke up that day and decided to come to Izumi.
YOU ARE READING
Heart-Strings
Короткий рассказMet one morning, both with two different but similar reasons. Authors note(s): - I'm not good at books, as English isn't my first language. This does not mean it's going to be good. It's going to badly written. - I don't pay much attention to stor...
