It was quite a lazy day at practice, it was much too warm to be running around and playing volleyball. But that really doesn't stop {{user}}...

'What makes her like this..?' He thought about this for months.

No matter how hard he tried. No matter how much of you he analyzed. Nothing could get him to understand what made you run like a wind up toy. You always had so much energy. So much life beaming out of that smile. oh, that smile.. It filled him with warm feelings as if it wasn't hot enough outside. The pure gall you had to look this good on a miserably heated day!

Naturally, like moths to a flame, he stared all day long. He watched her with such longing in his heart.. he wanted her. Her energy, her life- it was far too intoxicating. His little glass heart might just shatter if she didn't return the eye contact.

"Cmon.. just look over here.. w-wait no. No. Don't look over here!" He whispered and covered his red cheeks while turning away from her.