A cold weather, where people most likely..and it was just the month of October. Last year wasn't that cold, but the leaves from the trees start to change color and it was really ravishing, especially while reading a good book underneath a tall amber tree.
There is always a special spot where I read, and nobody knows that place. Though not far from my home it is my secret place.
My skin is so pale it makes me look fragile and delicate. I would easy blend in a background of white snow, I see myself as an ice fairy, like some character in the stories I read, glowing to the shimmering silver like light.
Does it sound very romantic? I hope it does.
Since my unrequited love is lacking in that category, I cannot possibly read or even predict his thoughts or which is so frustrating at times.. However, I realized that being straightforward and aggressive towards him seems to work very well, but since its my first time doing something like this.. I'm having a hard time. But, seeing his unusual expressions is heart taking and very delightful. It's weird to say its delightful even witnessing his unsightly sides of him yet it is still a treat.
"Julian Albert Torres Bridge!! Can you see what my eyes can see!?! Because I can't see yours, you are very difficult to read!!" Yelling on our balcony in our empty house on a weekend. "So please tell me if I'm being unpleasant! Please tell me if I have a chance and please don't give me a very hard time even a strong relationship starts with a brick wall!!!..." I continued, my cheeks were puffing red and I felt heat all over my body. And I was just taking a quick break from my studies for college, then he suddenly pops in my head.. I'm always thinking of him. How foolish of me? Am I really this desperate? I look pathetic. Saying those words myself puts me on a foul mood, the truth really do hurts.
"HEY!!" A loud voice from below, "WHO ARE YOU YELLING AT!?! ARE YOU STRESSING OUT!? I CAN HEAR YOU DOWN FROM HERE THOUGH!" An empathic voice coming from my brother, who arrived from work about ten or fifteen minutes ago.
"I'm fine! Thank you, Kiku!" I answered back then giving me his kindest smiles.
"IS THAT SO? THEN GO DOWN AND HELP ME!!" He called, carrying a box.
Down I went, opening the front door where my brother was waiting.
"It's about time." He jested, fidgeting my hair while opening the other room of the house and started tidying it up at the same time with curiosity luring in.
"Is there something happening today? You seem early today.." I tried to asked.
"Is there a need for a reason?" no idea, I went upstairs again after the short break and then went to bed early.
The following day in class, I was drowsy for some reason. I can't concentrate. I felt like I'm underwater. Sinking deeper and deeper.
I had to lay myself on the cold tables. No one seem to notice my behavior, a relief. I don't want to bother anyone.
"Rina, is something wrong?" But France have noticed, placing her hand on my forehead. "Your temperature seems fine, do you want to go to the infirmary just in case?"
"It's nothing." I smiled to convince her, giving me sweets from her pocket, telling me that I need some sugar even though I'm sure that it wasn't the case of this unwanted mystery.
YOU ARE READING
Being Next to You
RomanceI've always like him since middle school. I see him in the library where I often read. He reads mysteries, fantasies, cook books and sometimes literatures. He doesn't know about much me and so do l. I only admire him from a far and that's the end of...
