Yasurouka's POV
It's been quite some days since he confessed to me. Even though we were talking, there was something that felt really different between us. The conversations felt different, the eye contacts felt deceptive.
I don't know how I have been spending the last few days with so many thoughts conflicting inside my mind. Everything was messed up. His thoughts made me restless, but again when I imagine him looking at me with his dark eyes, a strange sense of comfort washes over me.
Whenever I imagine him hugging me, the feel of his touch on me. The peace in between his arms with my head resting on his chest and nothing but silence between us.
What were these feelings?
I loved him?
It was really difficult for me to believe that he loves me in the first place. The feeling was surreal. I can't get that moment of my mind when he stared into eyes and confessed his feelings.
