Natsuki's P.O.V:
I inched away from Sayori's face, my cheeks flushing as I realised how close I had gotten to her.
I had hardly realised. I was so caught up in the moment, gazing into her sky blue eyes, my heart pounding, my mind hazy and drunk on the thought of her being so close to me...
Snap out of it, Natsuki. You're going to make her uncomfortable.
I sighed slowly, and looked up at Sayori wordlessly. She seemed sad that I had left her. I gazed at her lips.
God, how I wish I could kiss her....
Wait, what am I thinking??
I hovered there, unsure of whether to leave or return. The innocent look in her sky blue eyes... God...
If people think I'm cute, they clearly haven't met Sayori. She was something else entirely. I loved it. I loved being around her. I wish I could tell her that, but as always, life had other plans for me.
Father would kill me if I ever dated Sayori, or any girl to begin with.
Society would look down upon me.
I was frightened the club members and students at school would look down upon me.
But most of all, I was worried that Sayori would judge me.
Her eyes were an ocean, lapping across the shores of kindness and acceptance. I was the sand, my toes buried in the meltes golden taste of her love. She was everything.
I...
I love her.
A/N: I'm so so so sorry that this chapter is really short but I just wanted to update :P
Next chapter [should] be longer.
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أدب الهواةEveryone has masks that they put up to hide their true selves away from the world. But what happens when these masks are peeled away, and what fate befalls the person underneath? ... A Sayuki story about love, death, fear and abuse. (Author's Note:...
