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Chapter One:
It was spring and love is in the air.
All around you were couples.
When you walk down your neighborhood, when you walk around in your college, when you jog in the park, and when you go to the pool.
They're everywhere.
So why are you alone?
For as long as you can remember, you were always the friend that everyone came to for consolation.
You were average and boys often told you that you were too plain.
Why? Why does it have to be you who has the worst luck with guys?
It's the first year of your college and it's still the same.
What is it that all these other girls around you have that you don't?
After one of your classes one day, you go to the library and sit down at a private table in the far back.
You notice that someone had wrote something in pencil on the desk.
Oddly enough, you felt your face turn red.
Les Misérables...
That's when you had a bright idea to write back.
Underneath his quote you wrote:
You smiled, feeling amused. It was new and exciting for you.
With your day suddenly brighter, you went on and finished your homework.
The next day:
Sousuke had just gotten out of his lit class and headed straight to the library.
He went to the far end and sat on his usual desk.
Upon sitting down, he dropped his pencil on the ground. On his way to pick it up he noticed that someone had added a quote
underneath the one he wrote.
Jane Austen
He shook his head amused at the response.
He pulled out a piece of paper and started on his essay.
There was something that is distracting him.
He kept looking over and over at the small scribble under his.
I wonder if...
He erased both the quotes and wrote a new one:
A sense of accomplishment rushed through him.
After feeling better, he finished his homework.
An hour later, Sousuke got up and headed towards his next class.
As you walked in, you bumped into him, causing him to drop his book and paper.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you..."
You crouch down and help him pick up his belongings.
"It's not a big deal. Thanks for helping me pick up my stuff."
You met eyes with each other and he gives you a smile.
"Well... It was nice bumping into you." he chuckled and walked away.
You stood there and watched him disappear from your sight, in awe that a person could have such a beautiful smile.
You went back to the desk you sat on the day before and noticed that the quote you had written was erased.
In it's place is a new one. This time it was by Adhaf Soueif from the book called The Map of Love.
You couldn't help but feel giddy. You've never came across someone like this before and in a way it was romantic that you are exchanging quotes. It was almost as if you two were flirting.
In your mind you imagined what this person could look like.
Is he tall? What hair color does he have? What type of person could he be?
Suddenly you thought...
Oh... But what if it's a girl?
You decided to shake it off, boy or girl it is still fun to exchange quotes.
Underneath the new quote you wrote:
It was spring and love is in the air.
All around you were couples.
When you walk down your neighborhood, when you walk around in your college, when you jog in the park, and when you go to the pool.
They're everywhere.
So why are you alone?
For as long as you can remember, you were always the friend that everyone came to for consolation.
You were average and boys often told you that you were too plain.
Why? Why does it have to be you who has the worst luck with guys?
It's the first year of your college and it's still the same.
What is it that all these other girls around you have that you don't?
After one of your classes one day, you go to the library and sit down at a private table in the far back.
You notice that someone had wrote something in pencil on the desk.
“To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.”
Oddly enough, you felt your face turn red.
Les Misérables...
That's when you had a bright idea to write back.
Underneath his quote you wrote:
"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever."
You smiled, feeling amused. It was new and exciting for you.
With your day suddenly brighter, you went on and finished your homework.
The next day:
Sousuke had just gotten out of his lit class and headed straight to the library.
He went to the far end and sat on his usual desk.
Upon sitting down, he dropped his pencil on the ground. On his way to pick it up he noticed that someone had added a quote
underneath the one he wrote.
Jane Austen
He shook his head amused at the response.
He pulled out a piece of paper and started on his essay.
There was something that is distracting him.
He kept looking over and over at the small scribble under his.
I wonder if...
He erased both the quotes and wrote a new one:
"Is it that happy stretch of time when the lovers set to chronicling their passion. When no glance, no tone of voice is so fleeting but it shines with significance."
A sense of accomplishment rushed through him.
After feeling better, he finished his homework.
An hour later, Sousuke got up and headed towards his next class.
As you walked in, you bumped into him, causing him to drop his book and paper.
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you..."
You crouch down and help him pick up his belongings.
"It's not a big deal. Thanks for helping me pick up my stuff."
You met eyes with each other and he gives you a smile.
"Well... It was nice bumping into you." he chuckled and walked away.
You stood there and watched him disappear from your sight, in awe that a person could have such a beautiful smile.
You went back to the desk you sat on the day before and noticed that the quote you had written was erased.
In it's place is a new one. This time it was by Adhaf Soueif from the book called The Map of Love.
You couldn't help but feel giddy. You've never came across someone like this before and in a way it was romantic that you are exchanging quotes. It was almost as if you two were flirting.
In your mind you imagined what this person could look like.
Is he tall? What hair color does he have? What type of person could he be?
Suddenly you thought...
Oh... But what if it's a girl?
You decided to shake it off, boy or girl it is still fun to exchange quotes.
Underneath the new quote you wrote:
"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."
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Aoba Johsai’s glorified setter was frozen, his dry lips halfway parted open. He felt so scared, he might have just slightly pissed himself. Every small movement she made seemed alluring and just plain distracting. When she blinked those sparkling, (e/c) orbs at him, little did she know that it could put the chocolate-haired boy in a trance. She was so innocent, so intelligent, so pretty, a celestial goddess in his eyes.
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"T-thank you." You said as you began picking up your books. He helped you as well.
You noticed that this man had luscious black hair and gorgeous teal eyes with glasses perched on his nose as his eyebrows furrowed when he was picking up your books.
He handed the books back to you. "T-thank you so much!" You stuttered while blushing.
The man's expression d
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He walked to the right, trying to spot some thing familiar. Nothing. He walked to the left, hoping for the same. Still nothing.
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I do not own the image used as a chapter cover.
I hope you all enjoy!
Next Chapter: Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader: Love letters (2)
I do not own free.
I do not own the image used as a chapter cover.
I hope you all enjoy!
Next Chapter: Yamazaki Sousuke x Reader: Love letters (2)
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