Haru

“Why should I care? I didn’t even know that you existed.” A second chance? Maybe… “So, let’s start again. My name is Haru. What’s yours?” His eyes so blue like a still ocean, or maybe a sky of a summers day. A perfect smile would be the perfect day with the perfect guy. A boy everyone wants and you didn’t really care. His gentle eyes and warming smile would make everyone fall head over heels. And everyone did. Despite his good looks, underneath he can be a bit of a rebel and competitive, especially when it comes to sports. Every sports day he would win, every competition he would win. And everyone fell for him, screaming his name. Not once he listened. He didn’t care. He never dated anyone and never took the time to appreciate the little things people would give him. If they gave him flowers he would put them in the bin. He was hard to get. One day your friends invited you over after school to watch the basketball practice. So you agreed. It was a hot day and you brought yourself a cold drink. For a while you watched the game and boredom danced around your body. That was until he came over. All the girls/boys aching to give him their drinks but you just sat there with great curiosity. Him: Popular. Loves sports. You: As you like