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He is a loving boyfriend. You asked (Crush's Name) out and he said yes. He told you that he loves the way you laugh, how your (Eye Color) orbs sparkle, how you look cute when you pout, just everything. He loves the way you are and doesn't judge you for who you are. You used to be the type of nerd who wears fake glasses in order to keep you safe from bullies. It was like a shield you would say.
He was the first one to notice you. He comes up towards you and flashed a toothy grin, introducing himself. Though you shook your head, not wanting to introduce yourself since you were shy, he didn't force you. He made your little shell open little by little until you were finally open to him. When you told him secrets, he kept it with his mouth like a zipper closed.
He asks why you wear fake glasses and you remove it, showing your real face. He giggles before tracing your eye lids. Many people thought you were 14 years old, only that you are 18. Your eyes were like of a youngster, representing your little self. Many thought you and (Crush's Name) were siblings too though you didn't care since you were with the one you love.
He introduced you to his best friend, Heath Hasekura. "Hello (First Name)!" He greets you, smiling. "Hi." You greeted him lightly, shaking your hand with his. You watch them practice jumping over obstacles for their upcoming game. You love how (Crush's Name) would often tease you how hot he looked when running as beads of sweat trail down his face.
You always look away with a blush on your cheeks. He tilts your chin to face him as he kisses your soft cheeks, only to redden your cheeks. You pout at him as he chuckles and waves before running a few tiring laps. "Hi." Heath seats beside you. "How are you?" He asks you, giving you a smile.
"I'm great Hasekura-san."
"Glad to know. Are you bored watching us run? Maybe you can run laps with us too."
"It would be tiring."
"Don't worry."
He bends down, patting his back so he can give you a piggy ride. "Are you sure? I mean–"
"(Crush's Name) won't get mad. I promise."
"That's not what I meant but, okay."
You lay on his back and with that, he carries you upwards. "Hold on tight." He says before bursting into full speed, jumping down the stairs as he jump some obstacles. "Duck!" He says. "Where?!" You look left and right for a cute little yellow duckling but found none. "Duck your head!" You duck your head before it could hit the rail.
You pass out on the floor, catching your breath. "You scared me to death!" You laugh, clutching your chest. "Only if you got the idea of what duck means!" He stuck his tongue out playfully. "Hmph! Meanie!" You cross your arms. "I'm sorry. Then would you like to start again?"
"Start what again?"
"Our relationship."
"I guess this a new start of our relationship as friends."
"Yeah..."
Only if you knew that he didn't want to be friends... He fell in love at first sight with... You.
