It was lunch time and I felt the urge to pee. Strangely enough, Rosie has been following me all about like a tail.
You won't see me anywhere without her, and I kind of have gotten used to her presence.
After seeing that strange smirk on her face, I have begun to be more keen on observing her, unfortunately I noticed nothing suspicious.
Well, maybe I'm overthinking.
"I want to use the restroom, help me order."
"Bloom… what would you like me to.. order for you?" She spoke ever so slowly, like though she was afraid of making a mistake in her speech.
"Hamburger, Fried potato flakes and pineapple flavored milkshake." Her shy expressions always manage to make me want to forcefully smack her on the table and kiss her beautiful lips, while having her staring at me all day.
I resisted the strange urge and walked away.
After entering the restroom, someone entered almost at the same time, though afraid I would lock the door on purpose.
I didn't bother to glance behind me, I rushed into the cubicle in front of me.
I came out of the cubicle only to see Lucia biting her lips.
Her eyes reddened and it looked like she would cry.
"Nobody has made my heart beat this loudly, Bloom." She stood in front of me, like a flower that would wither any moment from now.
"I have so many wet dreams, your eyes, lips, expression and everything puts me in a daze Bloom, I don't want to come out of it." Lucia's gaze was intense.
I won't lie, our first encounter was beat but I intentionally shoved it at the back of my mind.
I don't like her because her personality attracts me and I don't want these feelings to make me feel vulnerable.
My expression was cold until a tear slid down her eyelids.
I walked in a fast pace and appeared in front of her. I took her into my embrace.
"I hate being vulnerable Lucia." Her name rolled out of my lips and she stiffened.
The next moment, she cried all the more. 'Urgh… I seemed to have make it worse'
"This is the first time I heard you call my name, and it sounds beautiful coming out of your lips." She mumbled,
Sinking her small face into my nape.
Lucia's body lay limply in my embrace and she seemed to not want to extricate herself away from me.
Truth be told, this is the fifth letter Lucia has written to me.
I just didn't want to reciprocate and I kept avoiding or ignoring her.
"Bloom, I like you so much, so so much. The day you yelled at me, I was extremely happy inwardly. If I could get even two percent of your care and attention, I would be happy." Lucia muttered, still sniffing.
I sighed inwardly, I kept avoiding the subtle feeling brewing inside me.
I suddenly felt confused, what is going on?
What am I doing?