If I had to pick a day it'd be this one

I think the time our friendship really started was after I learned most of the language. We started talking in Japanese instead of English.

On rainy days we'd have lessons in his room when his Mom wasn't home.

Those days unnerved me the most for some reason.

Being in the open vs a closed-off space, even if we were sitting in the normal spots something felt weird.

The sound of his writing made me anxious. The hums he made when I made a mistake threw me off. The leaning over my shoulder even when I wasn't writing anything and thinking made me self-conscious, I was on my period so what if he could smell the blood?!

Trying to inch away when he wasn't looking...

His long stares to even his fidgeting and breathing made me want to hurl myself out the window and somersault over our fence to the house.

I had to ask to use his bathroom as an excuse to get away and compose myself.

A: (u - u) Bish stop acting so crazy.

Seriously what was wrong with me? Damn period!

When I returned he was