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He didn't know what she was doing to him. He wasn't quite sure he liked it.
It felt strange.
It felt warm.
Something peculiar seemed to follow her ; like a deep fog, sweet and intoxicating like the perfume she sprayed on her wrists and neck, her chokers wrapped around the smooth skin of her throat.
The way she called his name rang just like a chime, welcoming and familiar. Her laughter used to disarm him, as he never knew why it made his heart flutter and his face heat up, why he wanted to look down like a stray dog - to soften up. The one thing he couldn't afford.
On Valentines day, she gave him chocolate. In a cheesy, stupid heart shaped box, with lace like the one on her skirt. He chuckled and took it, thinking he'd just toss it away once at home.
But as he held it on the bus, curiosity got the best of him. He lifted the lid, and to his surprise found no chocolate ; but a CD, and a small plush bunny with a cross around its neck, that he quickly recognized as one of her necklaces. On the bottom of the box, she taped a letter :
"I know you'll make fun of me for this, but I really wanted to gift you something, because you really mean a lot to me. I know you're not a feelings type of guy, but that's okay with me. Please listen to the mix I gave you, and keep the necklace and bunny ? I thought they'd remind you of me ^^
With love, Misa ♡ "
He blinked a couple times before realizing she left him her phone number at the bottom of the page.
Needless to say his evening, or rather night was spent listening to her mix. Mostly Buck-Tick, The Cure, and Plastic Tree, with some P!atd and Pierce the Veil sprinkled in.
He stayed staring at the ceiling, cheeks wet and headphones on, one certitude in mind.
She was the one.