I was deeply attracted by that indifferent gaze.
I was cared for in a comfortable way by the owner of that gaze. In front of her, I didn't want to hide anything. No matter what it was, I was tolerated, just like the sea.
Gradually, the troubles I kept in my heart even turned into an excuse to get close to her, and I looked forward to it.
She would be shy and nervous, and sometimes she would frown so tightly that she would not relax for a moment. Inexplicably, I wanted to see her nervous and overwhelmed, and I wanted to see her angry, but what I wanted to see most was her pure happy smile, which was extremely reassuring.
I think I'm in love with her.