As if something embarrassing had been brought up, his cheeks quickly flushed with two patches of crimson, showing none of the serious, strict teacher's demeanor he had just had in the recording studio.
Hannah raised her eyes to glance at him and joked, "If Mr. Landon never says anything, the girl who becomes your girlfriend will probably have quite the headache."
Across the river, neon lights flickered, reflecting on the surface of the water, shimmering and glistening, before they all finally fell upon those pure and clear black pupils.
James Landon stared intently before suddenly asking, "If it were you, would you?"
Hannah looked over and asked him, "Would what?"
James Landon pursed his lips, "Would you find it headache-inducing?"
If you think so, I could change.
He thought he could let go, but only now did he realize. Some words, if left unspoken, truly can lead to regret.
Day after day, he thought about it.
He had written her so many songs, yet he dared not send even one.
