⌠ 1 ⌡
It can't just be me,
in my head.
She smiles at me,
asks me how my day was.
I say fine.
She smiles all the time.
It's a kind smile.
Always.
Maybe too much.
Is that a sign?
Smiling too much.
Should I tell her?
I should tell her.
Before Takeshi... makes a move.
But it's my fault.
I went along with his plan.
When he had asked me.
I was lonely.
Alone.
Scared.
I had wanted something. Someone.
Anything. Anyone.
He had hurtful intentions.
I knew that from the start.
But I ignored that,
and tried to fill the gap in my heart,
with meaningless lies and full lips.
⌠ 2 ⌡
It hasn't rained in three weeks.
She sits across from me,
pages turning,
fingers tracing.
It's already habit,
us two reading together
in the library.
"Hey," I hear myself say.
"Mhm?" she mumbles without looking up.
"Want to grab some food after?"
"Your treat?"
"Fine."
"How could I refuse then?"
She giggles,
lightly,
sweet,
like cotton candy.
⌠ 3 ⌡
We sit across from each other in a
booth by the window.
We had a few tuna sandwiches,
soup, chips.
Now we are drinking mocha frappes.
I've been staring at her for a while.
There's foam lingering on her lips.
She doesn't seem to notice.
She's been chattering the whole time,
talking,
smiling,
laughing.
"Keichi? You haven't been listening, have you?"
"Of course I have!"
"So what did Eri tell me about Takeshi?"
"..."
She pouts. "You weren't listening. Liar."
"I was thinking."
"Everyone is."
"More, I guess."
"That won't work as an excuse
with anyone else you know."
"I know. Sorry."
She looks out the window of the cafe.
I need to tell her.
Before Sugawa gets hurt.
"Yura..."
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Wingman ⌠Cell Phone Novel⌡
Romance⌠#15 ranked Cell Phone Novel ⌡ Keichi has no place at school. Except for when he is dragged along on "dates" by Takeshi, his only friend in class. Spending time with different girls, Keichi forgets he is alone, if even for a short while. But when he...
