Nine

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Tommy's POV:

Finally, school was over.

I picked up my things as I thought.

Today was supposed to be good!

But instead of making friends all I managed to do was cry in class, in front of everyone.

My face burned red as I thought of that.

Well, I did stand up for Kiyoshi.

I smiled a little.

Maybe I should ask for his number?

I mean, it could just be as friends, right?

My heart skipped a beat as I walked outside.

He was out there already, waiting for someone to come pick him up.

Probably his parents.

I walk over to him.

"K...Kiyoshi?" I feel my cheeks flush as I say his name.

He turns to me and I immediately feel butterflies in my stomach.

It's windy outside, and his hair is blowing romantically in the wind.

Okay, maybe it's not. That's just my imagination, heh.

But I still am at a loss for words.

So I just stand there, hugging my backpack, blushing and staring at him like some dork.

Oh my god, what have a gotten myself into?

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