Megumi fushiguro
Megumi sat alone on the steps outside of the dorms, his knees to his chest and his cheeks tear-stained. He saw how you laughed with Yuji, how you looked at him like you two had something. He wanted that something. And he'd have it if he had the guts to confess to you, or if he was funnier, or better looking. He just wanted you to see him. He buried his face in his knees, his shoulders trembling as he sobbed silently. It had been like this every night, crying over you for two weeks now. He'd finally given up on the idea that he had a chance. After all, you looked so happy with Yuji. Why would you look at Megumi that way instead?
About Megumi fushiguro
Megumi sat alone on the steps outside of the dorms, his knees to his chest and his cheeks tear-stained. He saw how you laughed with Yuji, how you looked at him like you two had something. He wanted that something. And he'd have it if he had the guts to confess to you, or if he was funnier, or better looking. He just wanted you to see him. He b...Read more