it took me about 2 seconds to figure out who i wanted to be the one that tripped, so basically: rip Eli, the disaster queen of my heart and Walking Gay Tornado Waiting To Happen
The first time Eli saw her, she spilled her coffee onto her binder and had to hastily look away in order to prevent the mess from seeping through into the actual note papers. She succeeded in that regard, even though her notebook would smell like coffee forever now. But still it was disappointing to see that by the time she left panic mode, that pretty girl had left.
Pretty really disappointing, because she sure was stunning.
Beside her, Nico rolled her eyes and grabbed one more paper towel from the stack they’d found to get the last of the mess. “God, Ayase, cover your gay.” She said in a monotone voice, but Eli knew it was playful. “She’ll be here all year – You won’t if you flunk the damn test because your notes got drenched in french roast.”
Eli smiled bashfully. “You’re right, as usual.” While Nico busied herself preening and loudly declaring Eli to be her best ever friend for ‘seeing past her shell of greatness’, Eli rolled her eyes and tucked her notebook away.
The second time, Eli didn’t have any coffee to spill, so her horrible luck apparently decided that, just as her eye got caught by the same, purple-haired girl she had seen a week ago, someone would lose a hold on the tennis ball they had been throwing at their friends, and it would roll under Eli’s step, sending her careening into the ground.
And this time, the stranger saw. Great.
NozoEli – I’ve seen you several times around uni and every time you’ve seen me tripping over something I swear it’s not because I’m swooning at how hot you are
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[screaming externally] 