“LOOK OUT!!!” calls someone on the field, but it was too late. The ball hit あなた square in the face. あなた swore loudly and tried to find the person who had kicked the ball. “Alright, who the hell kicked that!?” one of the boys shout. あなた heard foot steps running towards you. “God, are あなた alright?” He asked. あなた huff. “Yeah, I’m fine.” あなた say bitterly, “I got hit like that all the time when I played so It’s no big deal. Get back to your 表示する ボート game of soccer.” The boy in front of あなた was quiet for a while.
“A hero would never leave an innocent girl all によって herself in a strange place.” あなた laugh. Not because あなた were trying to be cute, but because あなた thought he was really stupid. “I know how to take care of myself... what did あなた say your name was?” The boy chuckled. “Alfred F. Jones, at your service.” あなた sigh dramatically. “Well, Alfred, I’m (y/n).” あなた stick out your hand and find that his is already there. あなた feel yourself blush with embarrassment.
Alfred starts the conversation. “So, what are あなた doing out here on a gloomy 日 like today?” あなた sigh. “I didn’t know it was that bad outside today.” あなた can practically feel the frown of confusion on Alfred’s face. “How would あなた not know?” あなた パンチ at where he should have been, but he wasn’t there. あなた cursed under your breath and said, “I thought that the dark glasses gave it away. I’m blind あなた pinhead!” For a while, あなた don’t hear the American say anything.
You took the opportunity to read your book. He was so quite, あなた had completely forgotten he was there. that is, until he said, “(y/n)?” あなた sigh and put your book down. “What is it.” あなた ask drearily. “How often do あなた come to the park?” he asked. YOu shrug. “Almost every day. Why?” あなた hear the American stutter. “N-no reason!!! You’re just cool to hang out with あなた don’t try to hook up with me because of my looks または anything.” あなた say nothing. あなた hear the american’s palm スマック his face. “Right. Stupid me! あなた can’t.”
You continue to stay silent. After about 10 もっと見る minutes, your phone’s alarm goes off. あなた stretch and stand up. “Well, I best be off.” あなた say, “Fair well, Alfred.” あなた start walking away, but Alfred says, “Wait!” あなた comply. “Yes?” あなた ask. あなた hear shuffling of feet and あなた assume that it’s Alfred. “Would あなた like me to walk me home?” he asked. あなた shake your head. “I know the way here and the way back to my house like the back of my hand.” あなた say. あなた hear the American sigh. “But thanks anyways.” あなた add hastily. あなた wave to him and あなた walk home.
{Magical time skip to when あなた arrive at your apartment}
You unlock your door and walk inside. “I’m home, (older cousin’s name)!” あなた head to the キッチン and open the fridge. ‘Well that’s unusual.’ あなた think. (older cousin’s name) always made あなた meals before he/she left. In fact, he/she was almost never home. あなた groan. あなた decide that あなた might as well finish your book in your room, then あなた think abut your day. Who was that person あなた were talking to? He seemed nice enough and あなた got the feel in that he wasn’t going to try to perve on あなた または rape あなた または anything. he was too proud of himself to get that low. あなた had to admit, he was such a kind person. And the way his hand felt in your hand...
‘NO!’ あなた thought to yourself, ‘I just met this guy!’ あなた sighed and presses your alarm clock so it would tell あなた what time it was. “Ten Twenty-Seven PM.” It said. あなた yawned. ‘Maybe I’ll see him tomorrow.’ あなた think to yourself as あなた drift to sleep’
