His initial reaction was utter silence. Then he tried to digest the information yet couldn't decode what that loose case meant. Numbness spread into his cheeks and then into his mouth. Kurt turned on his feet in a squatting position and looked at the retreating figure while his hands searched to pick the shear from the ground.
''She called me, Cute. Is it a compliment?'' Kurt slowly lifted his other hand and touched his face, and soon realized it was searing hot.
He maintains a distance from girls for no reason and barely interacts with them, school, or the office.
"Is it because I heard a compliment from a girl for the first time I am feeling this way? That's it.'' Kurt nodded his head vigorously by comforting himself with that thought.
He got up to leave but turned back. His gaze shifted from the rose plant and then to the sheer in his hands. As he emerged out of the back garden, the rose plant cut into pieces had fallen off the ground
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