All it took was an unfortunate encounter with someone who knew much more than what met the eye. From their meeting at an adventure course to measuring the distance between the sun and the moon, there was no telling how deep she had fallen for him; n...
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04 ☆ ("I DID NOT BELONG." )
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"Sato," Sunoo began as I sat on the train, looking at the scenery as it passed. I tried to ignore the discomfort in my shoulders–no, in my head–from the event that happened this afternoon. I rubbed my hands together amidst a warm spring, my feet shuffling in place. The sun shone over my face, and I almost wondered if I, too, looked different in the light. "...Sato?"
I hope I didn't. I thought about the whole time during instruction, but even as the sun faded from his face, my heart still beat for him.
Suddenly, I felt a shoulder brush against mine, startling me. "Sato," Sunoo pressed his finger against my cheek, my eyes scattering to meet him. "You're doing that thing again when you get overwhelmed. Instead of doing your usual daydreaming, you start pacing in place. Is something on your mind?"
How did Sunoo know that? Well, I shouldn't be surprised. Sunoo is as smart as he looks, therefore, I'm sure he could notice anything unusual in someone's behavior. It's just suspicious that he knows what cues to pick up on... "Nothing. Just thinking about what I should study tonight."
"We were just walking with Hanae when you said you'll be studying integration over accumulation tonight," Sunoo sighed. Shoot, I got caught. I lowered my head slightly to face the train floor, clearing my throat. "Sato, we've been friends for quite some time. Is this something worth hiding?"
"Yes," I dryly exasperated. "I feel like a fool for it."
"You shouldn't feel like a fool for any thought that crosses your mind. The human mind is illogical in the worst ways, but that's what makes our decisions somewhat logical," Sunoo reasoned, making me press my lips together. "Is it someone, something? You're usually not this vexed over studying."
"It's someone," Sunoo seemed to catch on, even without a trace or a name. "It's–"
"Nishimura," Sunoo said simply, his head moving with his mouth. Soon, it tilted in confusion, almost as if the surname was what stunned him the most. "Right?"
