second chapter

He wasn’t sure how she felt, but he was certain that if he confessed, things would become awkward. he didn’t think that he could handle any more awkwardness between him and his best friend. besides, if she knew who he was she would run away, because of course she would. Haruki knew thisbut he had to tell someone. he needed someone to talk to. he couldn’t talk to anyone about this. his friends all thought that he was crazy, or a freak, or a loser. and most importantly, they probably hated him too. he sighed. he wondered who he could talk to about this.he looked up at the ceiling and asked god for guidance. he hoped he could find someone who would listen. god was silent for a while then said “if you love her, give her the book. if you don’t, tell her that you have no intention of giving the book to her.Haruki felt confused, but decided to do as he was told. he took the book and held it tightly against his chest. he waited till his teacher dismissed him to open it. inside the book was a note. he unfolded it and read it. the words seemed to dance around the page and float above the paper.when he finished reading the words appeared. they floated over the pages of the notebook in front of him. he read it again. he was sure that this was real. he was positive that this time, the words would be clearer than before. they were definitely there. he was sure that it wasn’t just wishful thinking.g. when he felt that he was certain enough, he took a deep breath and opened his eyes. the room that was previously blurry now seemed clear to him and he saw what he knew all along was right in front of him: the boy who had been on his mind since last week. and for some reason he was not surprised by the sight he saw. the boy was wearing a black hoodie with a red collar that matched the color of the letters in his book. his hair was black too and the same shade as the letters that formed his signature. he looked at the boy with a look in his eyes that he could only describe as pure adoration.he smiled softly and he let out an almost sigh. the boy did not seem to notice him yet, because he was still immersed in the text. “what should I write about… how can I tell him how much I care for him… how do you even begin….” he thought to himself, but“this feels so good… he is actually here… he is looking at me… talking to me… he likes me, too!” he thought to himself, but the thought vanished just as quickly as it came. he realized that maybe he was not the only one feeling like this, though. maybe everyone else was feeling the same way and he just hadn’t recognized it. the thought made him giddy. he knew that he could do something more about it, now that he knew that other people felt the same way. he needed to show them how much he loved them, after all. so, he closed his eyes once again, put down his pen and started writing a letter. he wrote it fast. he didn’t have time for the paper to dry before he finished it, so he folded it in half and stuffed it into the boy’s book. he hoped that the boy would appreciate the gesture and read it later, when he returned home. and then, he started drawing. he drew the boy from the inside out. he was drawn in black ink, which contrasted beautifully with the white paper that he had used. when he finished, he folded it in half again and stuffed it into the book as well. and then he started painting. he decided to paint the inside of the book, instead of the outside.

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