I didn't get to talk to Ryu for days. My friends were always around me. If we're not goofing around and listening to Toshiro’s news during lunch, we were always hanging out, watching movies, being forced to accompany the girls to the mall, playing video games and having sleepovers.
I realized they were dead serious on hanging out together like old times and I had to admit that it was quite refreshing though I missed Ryu a lot. Like, a lot.
Talking to him at school was difficult because we weren't really familiar with each other in public and I just couldn't gather the courage to do it. I know where he lives but I didn't want to go there uninvited. He wasn't making any move either so I was really sad and discouraged. Maybe it was a one time thing to him.
With each passing day, I found myself watching Ryu constantly and I found everything about him beautiful. The simple smiles, his reactions to things, body movements, what color and style of clothes suited him best. I payed a lot of attention to his voice, his eyes, his sleek dark hair, his physique, his scent. There was nothing I wasn't attracted to. In fact, I had memorized his schedule and I knew the routes he used most in the school.
I would pass there sometimes so we could 'accidentally' bump into each other. We'll exchange a few words but that was it. It was like we were strangers all over again. I then realized that I knew very little about him. I wanted to know more. I want to know his likes and dislikes, his favourite food, favourite sport, favourite kinda music, favourite colour, favourite everything. I found that I wasn't just sexually attracted to him, I really really liked him. Like, heart to heart kinda like. Wanna be his boyfriend kinda like.
Within those days, my tyranny lessened considerably. I stopped picking on people and spouting insults. I refrained from having sex with random girls. Well, I tried to but I couldn't do it. I couldn't get it up. No matter how long she sucked and fondled with me, it remained flaccid. Her perfume was too strong. Her hands too soft. Lips were coated thick with lipstick which tasted like ash.
All in all, she wasn't him. She wasn't Ryu.
Even when we go to parties, I just stick with Yua, drinking and playing games which was quite fun. My friends noticed the change in me but didn't point it out. The only thing that didn't change was my hostility towards Dai. It pained me to know he could freely text and call Ryu while I couldn't. Ryu didn't even ask for my number and I was too much of a chicken to ask for his.
One good thing though was that Haruto and I were getting closer to knowing Sara’s secret. She always left her house around 12 midnight and returns 6am. We have already made a plan to find out where she goes.
"There goes the milk machines" Toshiro snickered as he watched Yoruichi run, her large boobs bouncing up and down. His phone was raised and he was recording. Mostly zooming in her boobs. I knew he was going to alter the video in two ways. Funny and lewd. Yoruichi was a bystander when shit went down for Aera. She did not make things hard for her but she didn't help either.
We were supposed to be running since it was fitness class but I had seduced the nurse into giving me a note which said I was sick and needed to rest. Toshiro had already finished his laps so he was recording as well as resting.
As usual, I didn't care. I grabbed a nearby bottle of water on the bench, opened the cap and took a large gulp but it came splashing out the minute he sighted Ryu taking off his shirt.
"Yuck man you've got your saliva water on me!" Toshiro shouted, shifting away from me as he wiped the side of his face and the sleeve of his uniform.
I didn't reply. My eyes were glued on Ryu’s big pecks and rock hard abs that glistened with sweat under the sun. Oh my god. Someone stop him. He should be illegal.
I then noticed I wasn't the only one ogling. Nearly every girl on the field had her eyes on him.
I can't even compare Ryu’s muscles and physique to mine at all. My muscles were lean while his were robust as if God had patiently sculpted him to perfection.
Where I looked like a cool prince, Ryu looked like a handsome rouge. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Both for his body and the girls staring at him like they would jump him at any time.
My jealousy skyrocketed the minute I saw Sara making a beeline for Ryu.
Oh hell no.
I jumped off the bench immediately. I knew I would get there first. Besides, the distance between us was closer than Sara’s.
"Hey" I said as I approached Ryu. My voice was unusually high so I cleared my throat. "What's up"
Ryu raised a brow. I knew it was because I've had never taken the initiative to talk to him in school before. If we talked, then it was during one of the 'accidents' and now I wanted to strike a conversation with him. On a field. Full of people.
"Nothing much" he shrugged after a few seconds. "Heard you're sick. Shouldn't you be resting in the infirmary?"
I smirked. "Do I look sick to you? I made the nurse give me a note so I wouldn't have to run"
Ryu chuckled. "Lazy ass"
This is it. This is my chance to either invite him over or invite myself to his house. I'm tired of playing the waiting game. I want him. I want to know him.
"Are you busy later?" I asked. "If you're not, I'd like t-
"Hey guys" we heard a high pitched voice say. It sounded like nails dragging on a chalk board to me. Loud, squeaky and annoying. Goddamn it. Just when I've mustered enough courage! Aargh!! Stupid Sara!
"Hey sweetie. What's up?" Ryu greeted. I just forced a smile.
Sweetie?
Sweetie???