Povchifuyu Stories

'Your eyes, green as summer's rolling hills. Greener than emerald, I feel like I'm richer than any king. But somehow I'm still left wanting.' Chifuyu reads over the note a few more times with a smile. Just like always, the small and neatly typed poem was waiting for him under his shoe. He feels his ears already starting to heat up from a blush and he quickly ducks his head, hoping his hair will cover his reddening ears. If only he knew who his secret admirer is.