nine.

there's no way that you're looking at me.

even if our eyes met at least five times every class,

surely,

you were looking at the girl next to me.

the class after that was history, which i also had with you.

i was always quiet because i didnt recognize anyone there but you.

one day,

i was writing the notes from the board to my notebook, when I heard you plead your friend to stop.

you ducked your head down, as your friend stood up, and said,

"hey nanami, friend a likes you"