library boy

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b l u r b
bells jingle as he pushes open the door, the people inside not really affected. most of them had already spent enough time in the library to care about the obnoxious noise, while others are still getting used to it, thus pretending that they were not anywhere close to being affected by it while they try to steer their focus back to whatever that they were doing previously.

when he walked in, he saw the familiar figure. with bright cotton candy pink hair, he was easy to spot anywhere. he was at his usual spot, skimming over a thick reference book while scribbling things down onto his five subject spiral — it was very typical of him.

the blonde took his regular seat — it was just a few tables away from the boy, a spot where he could admire him from a good angle - and started his routine of just staring at the boy.

he sat there for minutes and hours just staring at that boy, and until the boy left, he never went.

he sometimes prayed that the boy would notice his existence, even if he was quite a big deal in school, but for such a boy who only cares about reference books and making notes, to attention from him was difficult as it is.

yet sometimes he prayed that the boy did not notice him; for he would have thought of him as a creepy freak who observes him from afar at the library every school day without fail. he surely did not want to make such an impression on him.

a u t h o r ' s n o t e
if you are familiar with one of my deleted stories, pink skirts and punk love/daddy, the characters here will have quite similar characteristics as on that. i have since added and removed some character traits to go along with this story/plot and i hope you will enjoy this story as you have with others!

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