My Candy Love Adventures

The Sneaky Flirt: Lysander

A lovely, quiet Saturday like this one was much too valuable to waste. Leigh was going to be busy spending time with Rosalya anyway. Although he loved Rosa's company as much as the next person, why wait around like a third wheel when there was a muse somewhere outside waiting for him. He quickly grabbed his notepad and writing pencil before walking out of his house. He automatically made his way to the park.

The sun wasn't too hot, the birds were singing, and the environment was quiet. This was the perfect atmosphere for Lysander to begin writing in. At first he didn't notice anyone else there at the park as slowly walked along the path, admiring the nature. A familiar voice was enough to catch his attention. "Lysander? Only half of me expected to run into someone here." Lysander shifted his gaze directly infant of him and realized that the voice had come from Ilanna. She had been walking in the opposite direction of him on the exact same path. She flashes him her usual gentle smile before she noticed his writing notebook in his hand. "Ah, I see you had the same idea."

The two rather enjoyed one another's company, whether it be at school or in a place like the park. Together they shared a light conversation as they walked they took a small detour from the path to walk through a patch of tall grass and flowers. Lysander smiled at the sound of Ilanna's giggles. "May I ask what is so funny?" he asked in curiosity. "The grass tickles my legs. I'm wearing a dress, remember." "Ah, yes. How could I forget something that looks so wonderful on you." They both took a moment of silence just to think about what Lysander just said. Ilanna could feel a smile slowly creep across her face.

"Thank you, Lysander. That was very nice of you to say. I happen to like what you're wearing today too." She only complimented him back in order to reassure him that she hadn't been weirded out by his previous comment. She smiled when he finally looked over at her, the giddy feeling of butterflies in her stomach becoming more and more noticeable by the second. They both turned their heads back to face the patch of flowers in front of them. It took them a long while to realize that they were actually holding hands. But both of them did the same exact thing when they'd finally noticed: They just smiled and kept it to themselves, hoping the other didn't have a problem with it.