This is an ordinary love story of an extraordinary romance.
The dream that Asu had hinted to her of the awaiting fate ahead. The precognition that Kazuki saw told him of the inescapable destiny.
From the worst meet-up to the worst break-up, they we...
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Looking straight into Asu's eyes that glinted with excitement, numerous scenes from his precognition long ago replayed in Kazuki's mind. The close distance in between their faces shortened as Kazuki leaned forward unintentionally, a millimetre a second.
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'Eye contact with you is dangerous. When I look into your eyes, I tend to lose my thoughts, and my entire world flips.'
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As if being drawn into her hazel orbs, the grey-haired man leaned intimately, unintentionally. His gaze shifted to her rosy lips as he moved his palm to her cheek. The harder his heart hammered his caged ribs, the slower his movement was- gently and tenderly.
As if captivated by Dracula and paralysed by his magic, the brunette gazed in awe at the approaching man. The gap between them narrowed bit by bit- so slow that she was unaware of it.
For the first time, she discovered another side of the arrogant grey-haired man- a side that she had never seen before, nor could she imagine: a soft expression accompanied by a gentle manner.
She dared not move a finger or even take a deep breath that may calm her frantic heartbeat. Could it be the short distance between their faces? Or perhaps the lack of oxygen her nervousness caused? Her vision turned blurry, and her mind dazed as he leaned in.
Asu closed her eyes gradually and involuntarily tilted her head up to a slight degree. She could vaguely feel the heat of his breath on her lips and the light touch of his fingertips on her hair. As if a timer counting down before the spark bloomed in 3 seconds, 2 seconds, and 1 second...
