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Is it possible for one to become or to feel more than oneself? I feel more... me... than when I first came to this school. Yet I can't entirely explain it. All right maybe a certain person had something to do with it.
Anyway... My third round match was yesterday morning. Though Oishi pushed me to 40-30 a few times, I did not lose a game to him. Still it was a good match. Kantoku watched, which was unexpected. Other members look at me like I know what that man is thinking, and a few have even asked if I have inside information on who will be on the regulars (and I know they're wondering about the fukubuchou position), but I haven't a clue. Not that I could say anything anyway...
I think you've changed me already. I think it's a good thing.
I'm sorry about the 75 laps.
I didn't want to respond on your journal, but I really enjoyed our date, too. Somehow the Pie even tastes better because I get to watch that look of melting pleasure on your face when you eat it. I love that look... it's an unguarded moment for you that I know others don't get to see. Well, outside of Yuuta, probably. I think we both have our masks, don't we?
Love you...
Fuji tastes better than the Raspberry Pie... all of him... even... yes, even that.
I can't believe how fast I fell in love, and with a boy, no less... but it feels natural. Like the pieces of a puzzle falling into place. I can't imagine being with a girl now, not that I was thinking of it much before this, but now... impossible. Somehow this doesn't disturb me nearly as much as I thought it might. I think I'm... happy.
Anyway... My third round match was yesterday morning. Though Oishi pushed me to 40-30 a few times, I did not lose a game to him. Still it was a good match. Kantoku watched, which was unexpected. Other members look at me like I know what that man is thinking, and a few have even asked if I have inside information on who will be on the regulars (and I know they're wondering about the fukubuchou position), but I haven't a clue. Not that I could say anything anyway...
I think you've changed me already. I think it's a good thing.
I'm sorry about the 75 laps.
I didn't want to respond on your journal, but I really enjoyed our date, too. Somehow the Pie even tastes better because I get to watch that look of melting pleasure on your face when you eat it. I love that look... it's an unguarded moment for you that I know others don't get to see. Well, outside of Yuuta, probably. I think we both have our masks, don't we?
Love you...
Fuji tastes better than the Raspberry Pie... all of him... even... yes, even that.
I can't believe how fast I fell in love, and with a boy, no less... but it feels natural. Like the pieces of a puzzle falling into place. I can't imagine being with a girl now, not that I was thinking of it much before this, but now... impossible. Somehow this doesn't disturb me nearly as much as I thought it might. I think I'm... happy.