( the fact haru is playing this idiot seven minutes in heaven bothers her. she's not entirely sure why, she said that she's over him and she convinced herself that she's over him. she doesn't love him. he's just a friend, a friend and nothing more. )
( but... she can't help but to glance over at him and the crowd from the corner of her eye, frowning as he dips his hand in the bowl. tch, idiot. it has nothing to do with her, anyway. )
( she glances back in her book and tries her hardest to focus on the words and not what's happening. )
my reaction exactly. both the prompt and the fact you actually exist
( but... she can't help but to glance over at him and the crowd from the corner of her eye, frowning as he dips his hand in the bowl. tch, idiot. it has nothing to do with her, anyway. )
( she glances back in her book and tries her hardest to focus on the words and not what's happening. )