#82: The Small Things
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It was the way his voice changed whenever he said 'Odango' as if he were purposely trying to get a rise out of her.
It was the way he smirked oh so smugly when he suceeded in getting her to raise her voice.
It was the way he tugged on her pigtails, somehow always managing to entangle his finger in her hair.
It was the way his eyes searched for her, his favourite teasing victim.
It was the way his face lit up when he found her.
It was the way her stomach flipped giddily every time his eyes met hers.
It was the way his voice changed whenever he said 'Odango' as if he were purposely trying to get a rise out of her.
It was the way he smirked oh so smugly when he suceeded in getting her to raise her voice.
It was the way he tugged on her pigtails, somehow always managing to entangle his finger in her hair.
It was the way his eyes searched for her, his favourite teasing victim.
It was the way his face lit up when he found her.
It was the way her stomach flipped giddily every time his eyes met hers.