This is absolutely pathetic. It's been nearly a week and I still can't stop thinking about it - how his hands were, his mouth...I wish I had kissed him. I wanted to kiss him, and now, of course, that I even sort of know what it's like - I mean previously it had been me trying to nibble on him, he never reciprocated - it's even worse and why, of all things, is my imagination overactive about stuff like this? Couldn't it have been art, or something? But no, one little smile and all I can think about is how he would taste....
Since I suppose you'll be reading this anyway, Yanagi-san, I'm sorry I was so needy desperate wanton no that's not the word I'm looking for by a long shot I'm sorry about how I was on thursday, I was a bit...frustrated. When are we doing the sushi lesson again? I enjoyed the fish market, despite the smell.
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Oishi, it was nice having lunch with you - perhaps we should try and do that more often, if you don't need to work on your homework each lunch period? How are things with Eiji-san?
Also, it has come to my attention Thank you ever so much Eiji-san that I need to start figuring out my halloween costume - and I'm afraid I have no ideas. Suggestions?
Edit: Oishi, may I stay over at Yanagi-san's Tuesday night? I promise I'll be back in time to make you breakfast the next morning.