Couldn't Stand

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It's not the anger issues itself what the hot-tempered Subaru couldn't stand. He realized as he steals a glance from you, it's your smile. He glanced again from afar, and then it was your eyes. No, Subaru grits his teeth, it's her skin. He stared a little longer, maybe it's her hair. He hid from the wall, clenched his fists. He's so frustrated. To you, to your everything. He couldn't stand it. He's more than sure that if he sees you again he didn't know what he'll do. The more he looks at you, the more he drowns. Why?, he clicked his tongue. Why does he stutter when he so wants to talk to you?. Why blush like hell when he so wants to appear dangerous and impress you? Why?, he looked over to the wall again, to you. Why send me this crazy? You then meet his eyes. Coincidentally your roaming eyes meet his. The white haired blushed, hid then ran for his life. How can I ever stand you?

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