She didn't know when or how, but somewhere along the line, she found herself in love with him. There were no fireworks, no glittery lights or rose petals. It was the simple realization that she craved his company more than how a friend should. And craved she did.

His presence was better than any drug. She found herself addicted to everything about him. Not only his looks, his eyes, his laugh. But the smaller stuff only she knew. How his nose twitches when he was holding back a laugh. How the tip of his ears turn pink when he's complimented. How he can't resist puppy dog eyes. How he secretly adores cheesy movies. All the small, cute things he did that made her heart throb.

Her eyes could never get enough of him. His voice was the only thing she could ever hear. Everything else was muted, grey, while he was in full color. He might as well have been the sun for how much of her world seemed to suddenly revolve around him.

All his flaws instantly disappeared. He became perfect, completely and utterly perfect. Nothing could convince her otherwise.

She would have confessed right away if it was up to her, but she knew his prejudice around dating. After all, she had her share of unhealthy relationships. So for now she was content to stay behind and watch as he continued on his way, waiting for her chance to come.

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Ah, the first chapter that isn't about death. Feels good knowing that I don't only think about killing people and getting revenge.

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Thanks for reading!
- FAH

Written: July 12, 2017
Published: July 14, 2017
Last Updated: ---