My head was hanging for almost the entire time after I had left tennis practice and school. I couldn't help feeling guilty about hiding the fact that I liked Sora.
Natalie might not have directly asked me if I liked anyone but all the same I couldn't tell her about him.
I knew Sora didn't know how I felt about him but still I couldn't help felling that I'd hurt him.
It was the only way I could feel.
If someone had liked me and then denied it when asked, I would've been really hurt if I found out.
Why couldn't I say anything?
I stopped to look up at the sky as I remembered the saddened smile Sora had given me with teary eyes as he was leaving my house. At that time as well, I couldn't say anything.
My chest ached with all the unsaid words it held but it cringed even more at the thought of what Sora might have been going through.
What am I going to say when I see him again?
The way our last encounter had unraveled was beyond anything we could have imagined, but I was more desperate than ever to see him again as I wanted to know if he was doing well.
Sora knows I'm okay but I bet he's still beating up on himself.
And it's all my fault... I just hope he's okay.
Soon enough his house came into view and I abruptly froze as I saw that he was standing only a few feet away.
His back was turned to me so I decided to use the opportunity to search my mind for words to express how I felt but I couldn't find any. I didn't have the energy either to run up to him as I usually did, so I dragged my feet.
The closer I went to him, the more muddied my mind became. My hands shook nervously and I could hear my heart racing with every step I took towards him. My legs also began feeling stiff as I felt too afraid to move any closer.
I stopped just behind him as I found it too hard to move, so I opened my mouth but no words came.
Finally I outstretched my hand to touch him but I froze.
"Fumiko?" He murmured.
Shock ran through me as he spoke and I felt petrified in that spot as I was afraid he knew I was there but after a moment or so of silence it seemed that he had only just mentioned my name.
I quickly pulled my hand away and stared silently at him as I was trying to make out whether he knew I was there or not when I began taking in the air around him. It was thick and full of worry but at the same time calm.
I didn't have to see his face to know he must have been worrying about me.
That was when my mind reflected back to the moment he had broken down after I had lost consciousness.
Sora was crying so much when I was hurt. He must have been and even now still is worried about me.
An unending wave of sorrow passed between us as I felt the sadness that he must have been feeling from the moment I was hurt.
"Sora" I whispered without thinking.
I instantly saw him stiffen when I spoke so I pulled away as it was evident he had heard me.
Neither one of us moved.
Slowly he then turned to me and again I had to pull away as I realized I was standing too close to him. There was merely any distance between us and my cheeks flushed a bright colour of pink at having him so near to me.

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Sora & Fumiko
RomanceFumiko is a sixteen year old girl of Japanese decent living in America. She is not that much different from everyone else, but what really sets her apart is her name. Fumiko runs away one day after returning from school because she can no longer end...