The blond-haired animal lover stared at the strong, yet fragile girl beside her. She looked beautiful. Her raven hair glistening beneath the faint light of her firefly night light, one of her ingenius inventions. Her bangs were brushed away from her face by Ruka, who was staring at her, wishing she was his. Her eyes were closed, highlighting her long eyelashes. Her nose was small, often described as a button. Her pink lips looked so soft, and Ruka had to remind himself that he was nothing to her to stop him from kissing her. She was wearing a simple lavender nightgown, which hugged her curves. Unfortunately, half of her body was covered by a plum-colored blanket.
Ruka caressed her face, wishing she was his. He loved her. He loved her and she had already probably figured it out. She was Hotaru Imai after all. And he would never underestimate her. Ruka loved her yet, he couldn't bring himself to tell her that. To him, she was the most beautiful woman alive. Yes, there were models and artists who have undergone surgery, who liked him, but he only had eyes on her. Even if he wanted to, he would never bring himself to love someone else. Not that he would.
Ruka sighed, remembering the only reason why he was here. A project, he reminded himself, That's all. Yet, his mind wanted to believe something else. He couldn't help it. He was in love and you can never control your feelings once you're in love. And this was Ruka Nogi we're talking about. Ruka Nogi, who blushed over every little embarassment. Ruka Nogi, who stuttered when on a stage in front of hundreds.
Ruka Nogi was in love with Hotaru Imai.
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