We sit huddled under a blanket, on the couch, side by side, shoulders touching, half empty water bottles on the floor.
"You just called your Senpai stupid."
"Well, she is pretty dense."
"And you're not?"
"Of course I'm not."
I glare in mock anger. "How can you say that?"
"Because you're too easy to read."
My eyes widen in disbelief. "Wha... Really?"
Without warning, his fingers reach out and curl between mine. Surprise and embarrassment seep out of me and I feel a cold sweat of strange helplessness.
"See?"
"... Baka."
YOU ARE READING
Rain Catcher
Short StoryAs rain falls, I collect it in my palms. One drop at a time. Unbeknownst to me, my feelings for you slowly collected, drop by drop, until it overflowed, bathing me in emotions. How many drops will it take for us to fully realize our true feeling...
