Recently there's someone I took notice from the second year.
Her name is Anja. Her close friends called her An An. She had long hair that she always wore in different types of hairstyles. But it seems her favorite is the side braid.
But today she wore it on as a bun that highlighted her long neck and figure. Special on that gym class uniform. Our gym class uniform has no special features except a t-shirt and shorts. Same length in both girls and boys. But somehow at girls, it shortened by a few inches above the knee when it should be just below the knee.
Anyways, in simple words, the ordinary-looking gym clothes become good looking if she wore it. She's the new flower in school.
She's pretty and smart and had this image of a princess. She looked pampered and taken care of. She has an image of pureness.
She had a nickname tho, a flower that you cannot pick up, a white trillium.
But it only evokes more to pick her up. That's why when she came inside, the team can't help but give a few glances at her.
And it includes me.
As I look at her our eyes met and I can't help but smile and wave at her. But then Kahn arrived so she bailed out.
Doesn't matter, there's always a chance.