The drums of another band member commenced to play in the background. The woman from afore commenced moving her tenuous fingers against the stings of the bass. The exhibition was commencing.
"Nine in the morning, the man drops his kids off at school"
Her voice sounded familiar, and her face. Her face was so intimate, and though it was chilling at first, she was impeccable.
" Sends his assistant for coffee in the afternoon, Around 1:32"
She held herself very straight and though with her nails that had looked recently done, she played the bass impeccably.
"She"
Her voice wasn't pitchy nor was she out of tune.
"She's the first one that i see and i don't know why"
She was crowning, untainted.
"I don't know who she is"
And though her eyes said otherwise, as he looked at them, a feeling of uneasiness washed over him.
"He takes a boat out imagines just sailing away,"
Those eyes of hers reminded him of himself.
"And not telling his mates,"
But not just of himself.
"he wouldn't know what to say,"
But of Yosano Akiko herself.
SHE
CHAPTER ONE: OUT OF TOUCH
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SHE / bsd
Fanfic"You're bewitching. You know that?" He moved the flowers towards him, embracing the loath of planting before pulling away. "You know, everytime i pass an aweing flower, I think of you." spread on the counter below her, he rested his head on his han...
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