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i was too busy defeating my high score in some virtual game – i almost didn't notice you taking a seat beside me.
it was then when i heard music from beside me that i turned around. i almost ate my tongue in surprise when your startlingly gray eyes met mine. a lightning struck me once again, here, in broad daylight.
ladies and gentlemen, unbelievable how eyes could create a turmoil within a millisecond.
i cleared my throat and looked away. it was then that i realized i had forgotten the silly game i was busy about before you arrived. i dumbfoundingly stared at the phone i was holding – the number 144 blaring off like Mom's car's headlights at midnight. my heart dropped when i realized it almost reached my highscore.
citrus and mint, and something familiar, engulfed me like flames just like everytime i sat beside you. one more inhale and i swore i would turn into ashes. could you be any more a fire igniter?
from the corner of my eye, i watched as you took out your phone and to my utter surprise, tapped open a virtual game just the same as mine. i almost choked on my saliva as soon as your highscore showed up. 436. four hundred and thirty-six. i almost ate myself in shame upon realizing my highscore didn't even reach the half of yours. ridiculous.
i inconspicuously watched as you tap your screen consistently. thirty six. thirty seven. thirty eight...
i gasped when the game went over.
"what, you didn't even do anything!"
i frowned and blinked.
if i could hear your voice
how sweet the sound
you suddenly chuckled. and only then i had realized the horror of being foolishly in love.
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Bus Stops ✓
Romance"a boy. a girl. a pair of headphones. a hundred bus rides. and a thousand songs." ▪ #2 in Rides as of 16th February 2019
