Trails

What kind of moment would make my heart flutter? Maybe it was when we first met at the start of the school year. Maybe it was an ordinary afternoon when she sat on the floor, tilting her head as she tidied a cabinet. The way the light fell on her was so beautiful that, when I looked up, all I could see was her radiant figure. Maybe it was the awkwardness of meeting her countless times but never daring to look her in the eye. Maybe it was the restlessness in my heart finally matching what I truly felt, along with the faint scent of her shampoo drifting on the breeze... This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.