shouyou
we talked a lot.
i'm so glad that i know things about him like how he loves to play volleyball, how he's younger than me even he's so tall, and how he loves drinking milk.
but i still wonder.
why does he looks like he's scared of something earlier.
"hey, can i ask you something?" i asked.
"what is it hinata-san?"
"why did you looked scared earlier, i—"
"nothing, just no— stop." he faced me with his mood changed.
i looked at him. he looked terrifying.
he sighed.
"i'm sorry, it's jus—"
"yeah, it's okay."
and there's that smile again.
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everytime · kagehina
قصص الهواةeverytime when i see his eyes, i felt at home but i'm afraid i won't see those eyes again. [short story] ©vividsouls 2018 lowercase intended
