Beginning of the Aftermath

Well, that went, more or less, just the way we thought it would be. Right, Takaze?

I did somewhat wish they could do it worse. Can't they see how much I needed the help?

They will never understand my masochism.

Having someone to hold the reins on me is just what I need. And it's better to forcefully pull the reins, rather than just holding it very loosely.

Comic Fiesta 2011 - First day

We arrived at KLCC at 11 o'clock in the morning, and my, oh, my. The line for buying tickets was as long as it could ever be! We had to wait four hours just to get in! But it was worth it. I got a clear idea of what it is like inside, so I can prepare myself better for tomorrow. I've seen what was on sale, and I've seen some pretty interesting performances on the stage. There were also a lot of  awesome cosplayers around! Man, their costumes get better, and better! I don't think I saw any half-assed costumes... Oh, I hope my Blaziken get-up isn't so bad at all...

Well! Tomorrow is the big day! Blaziken will make her debut, and I will be prepared! I'm going to stay there all day and walk around in my costume for people to admire and gawk at.

Hey, you.

I really love you. I can't sleep without you. I'm always missing you.

But when you're already in front of me, I get tongue-tied, all the time, up until now. Whatever I have thought up for you to hear, I always never manage to get them out. It always came out wrong, or as some other topic, or I pretended to say it so very casually that you probably didn't understand how much it meant to me to say it.

And when you touch me, or however way we come in contact, no matter how small, I get that electrical shock running through me, and my heart skips a beat before beating faster than ever. 

I love talking about you to my friends, repeating the silly jokes you ever told me. I will always feel so joyful and giddy inside when I do. 

Whenever I spot you anywhere outside of my room, there always seem to be something caught in my throat. I suppose it was my heart, leaping out to get you. Not only that, a smile will also creep up to my lips when I see you. 

I absolutely enjoy hearing you talk, and talk, and talk. I may act as if I'm annoyed by your endless babbling, but when you're not looking, I hid a small smile of sheer happiness.

I guess what I'm saying is... I keep, and never stopped, falling in love with you.

I only wonder if you know, since I never asked you. I'm too scared to hear your answer, to tell you the truth, but I really am curious.

Umm... never mind.