Bitterness.
That was the thing you felt on your first meeting. This feeling made you continue.
Wanting to beat him.
Spice.
Your next tries, one after another, trying to learn from your mistakes. The taste that accompanied biting the inside of your cheek, when trying to make him notice you.
Sweetness.
His first praise, his appreciation. That was the taste you felt, when he finally smiled, patting you on your head.
Salinity.
Tears that you tasted when they came down your face.
Taste of disappointment.
Taste of his departure.
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ONE SHOTS
RandomShort stories, one shots written with my poor English. I may write one shots with characters from anime, but some may be my own.
