Thread:Amatoresx/@comment-29969851-20190403130807

'''I’m sitting on the grass, reading a book. Everything is peaceful. Suddenly, something rips through the air. It’s a bookball. Before I can even make a move, the ball hits me. Right on my rose. I feel an excruciating pain, and then… nothing. '''

'Ohh… my head. It hurts…'

'How did that happen? '

I’m in an… infirmary bed?

'''These are the first thoughts that come to my mind as I slowly awake from unconsciousness. Before I even can really fully wake up, I notice a boy standing besides my infirmary bed.'''

'''Even though I’m still very dazed, there is a fact that comes to my mind immediately. '''

'''That boy is incredibly cute. '''

'''Bluish-grey eyes, like two rare and pretty blue flowers (even though they seem quite dull, like withered flowers that only wait for sun to bloom and shine again, and I find myself hoping I could bright happiness in those eyes), a mane of strawberry blond locks to which the light passing by the window gives some sort of golden luminous shine. He looks worried. '''

As soon as I open my eyes completely, the boy starts talking, in a very hurried manner, his words practically stumbling upon each other :

'''“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t want to knock you out!” (he says that as if the word “sorry” isn’t something familiar to him and he tries to spill it as quickly as possible.)'''

'''“It’s...okay…” I mutter as I try to sit. '''

'''The room starts spinning around me, and I decide that it’s best to stay lying. '''

'''I just can’t stop looking at this boy. I don’t know who the heck he his, but he’s by far the cutest person I have ever met. His eyes, particularly, are fascinating. He’s still talking, I think? But I’m too dazed -and honestly, too busy observing him. '''

“It was just an accident, I was playing bookball with Ilari and Cosmo and I accidentally sent the bookball in your head and you were knocked out and... “ (he blushes, flustered. He’s even more pretty with this red hue on his cheeks, like two red roses adorning some porcelain vase.)

'''“I… think… I’ll survive…” I manage to say. “What… what’s… your name by the… way?”'''

'''“I’m Kaden, Kaden Radcliffe. I’m so glad you’re okay and… uh… are you okay?”'''

'''I think I forgot to blink for a couple of seconds. '''

He’s so cute… 

'''This thought is literally playing on loop in my mind. And the strong headache I have since I’m awoken isn’t helping me focus. '''

'“Yes… I’m okay… My name is… ohh my head''… my name is.. Glaucio Pedroso…” '''

'''“Oh. Um, again, I-I’m… sorry and -well, it’s also Cosmo and Ilari’s fault, they’re the ones who dragged me on the bookball field and... Hum. Sorry.” '''

'''“Don’t… worry…” I say. '''

'''You’re too cute for me to be mad at you. Well, this is only in my head. I can’t say that out loud, Kaden would probably be mad at me. You don’t tell a boy he’s cute the very first time you meet him! Even if it’s the case. '''

'''“Anyway, I’m glad you’re okay! I would’ve been very upset if I had accidentally killed you or something…”'''

'''Kaden’s lips quirk a bit upwards as he says that. But there is still worry in his eyes -those eyes my god…- and a bit of shock in his voice. I could listen to his voice all day long. For some reason, I enjoy hearing him talk. '''

“Thanks… thanks for… my head… thanks for coming to… see me.” 

'''“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Kaden asks. “Your head seems to hurt. A lot.”'''

He frowns, and somehow it makes him even cuter.

'Glaucio, my boy, you need to stop staring at him'', I scold myself mentally. '''

'''There is an awkward silence. Neither me nor Kaden find anything to say. It’s perfectly fine by me. I can’t really think straight yet, and I’m still not tired of looking at Kaden. He is gazing through the window, apparently lost in his thoughts. The sun makes his strawberry blonde hair shine brightly, like those pretty flowers called buttercups -bouton d’or in French. Button of gold, literally. The French name suits Kaden at lot better than the English one. He reminds me of a rose -beautiful and somewhat fragile, but I have a feeling that, if I irritated him, I could also make some unfortunate encounter with hidden thorns. '''

Finally, Kaden breaks the silence.

'''“So… Glaucio, is it? I hope you’ll be better soon…”'''

“I… I told you… I’ll survive… But it… hit pretty hard.”

'''“Again, I’m very sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you…” Kaden ventures out. '''

'''He still seems shocked enough. Strangely, he does not look at me and continues staring at the sky through the window, as if he wanted to avoid eye contact with me. '''

“Why don’t… you look at me?” I ask.

'''Immediately after, I bit my lower lip. '''

'''Congratulations Glaucio Pedroso, you successfully made an already awkward situation even more awkward! '''

Kaden turns his head to meet my gaze.

'''“Just… just forget what I said…” I almost beg. '''

'''“It’s okay, it’s okay, I suppose you didn’t really know what you were saying…” Kaden declares. '''

'''It makes me both relieved and… a bit disappointed that Kaden thinks I could have asked such a question without knowing what I was saying. It’s terribly paradoxical, but this boy makes me feel incredibly confused. '''

'''I, Glaucio Pedroso, the silver-tongued prince, can not find something clever to say. That is a very… peculiar situation. I decide to put it on my dazed state. '''

'''I find myself staring at Kaden’s lips. They’re red, like a rose. Red and thin, quirked in a slight worried pout. '''

“Which year are are you in?” Kaden inquires.

'''“Second… second year.” I answer softly. “You?”'''

'''“Me too.” he adds. '''

'''“So we’re the same age. That’s… uh, cool.”'''

'Cool''? Was it all I could come up with? Sometimes I desperate myself, I swear. '''

'''“Yes…” the other says. “I didn’t know you before…”'''

“I didn’t know you either…”

Now I know you and I don’t regret it…   