Serendipity ❖ Obsession

Her heels clicked as she walked down the hallway. Each click increased my heartbeat, danger was coming, and I had no where else to go besides here. I swallowed my pride, my ego, as she walked into the door way leaning against it. "Minori... Why don't you just admit that you truly don't hate me?" The girl asked. She had long blonde hair near platinum, an everlasting smirk on her face, her head tilted. Her golden colored eyes stared into mine. Trouble filled my heart and mind, I hated her, but I couldn't help but to love her and the familiar sense of safety that being around her gives me. Maybe, I'm crazy for loving her, maybe I'm sane for being able to love someone.