Sights Shared

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It was grade 9, I was 16 at the time. I first saw him playing volleyball during gym. His wavy black hair sat softly on a headband, his brown eyes pierced with competitiveness at the ball coming his direction, I saw the veins on his arm as he reached for the ball. I could not help myself but stare. But that got interrupted by the bell.

"Hey lil sis!" I heard as my head spun around to see my cheerful brother running towards me.

"Hey Yousong, how was football practice?" I asked

He replied immediately, like always. "Oh, it was tiring let me tell you!"

(Please do not) I thought to myself.

"So, the coach started practice with all this bull and like blah blah blah..." His voice trailed off as my direction pointed to the one, I saw in the gym.

He was walking with his buddies with his phone in his hand. His tall body complemented the black clothes with chains and sports jacket he wore. I was watching him walk past as I saw him glance as I flipped my head quickly while my cheeks became bright red. I heard him chuckle as he walked past.

Oh no what have I done...

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