CHAPTER XV:CRUSH

Shiloh's POV,

After I met Eury for the first time in her volleyball match. I started to practice volleyball even more. I made a promise to her that I will hit all of her tosses one day.

She's too good that I became inspired to be better also in playing volleyball.

As a spiker, she is an ideal setter. A setter who can bring out the best of her spiker skills. Someone who will give you a set that you can score.

"Are you still practicing, Shiloh?" Bryce asks me. He is my friend who lets me practice with them on the volleyball team. I am not a member of the club since I only recently transferred to this school.

I just nod at him and smile. "Yeah! I want to join the volleyball team in Javier high next year!!"

"Woah! that's great then." He only says then starts picking up his things. He looks like he is going home already.

"Just make sure to tidy up and lock the gym properly!!" He said before finally vacating the gym.

"Okay!!" I responded loudly so that he can still hear me from the outside.

Then I resumed practicing my serves.

Eury is so cool that she can do a no-touch service ace consecutively five times.

I can't want to lose to her!!

After a year I successfully became a Javier high student and joined the boy's volleyball club. I also became their middle blocker and a regular even I am only a first year.

Eury and I became close. I get to know her even more unlike last year when she was only a stranger to me. She is still a poem that I can't easily understand but I enjoyed reading her every time.

I don't want to accept to myself that I already have a crush on her since the day I first met her.

But damn every time I see her I can see hearts and these weird sparkling stuff around her. As if she is the main character that came out from a shoujo manga.

I can't stop thinking about her, dream about her every night. Especially every time she does sweet things to me that make me think that she likes me too...

Last time when she said she also likes me I thought she meant it as something else. But it turns out I was only assuming that time.

Still...I wish she meant it the way I presumed it would be.

She told me that she only likes me as a friend and yet she's always giving me a reason to think that she's lying.

She's a poem that I can't comprehend. Her actions and words are way too hard to read. It's complicated but I am still liking it.

Now I am outside their home.

Because I miss her and I can't lie to myself anymore.

I can not lie to myself that I don't like her.

There's nothing wrong to have a crush on someone... So what if all of my assumptions are wrong?!

I'll just spend each moment with my crush. I'll express my love for her.

Wait.

Does it mean I will confess to her already?

I asked myself inside my head.

No, Shiloh!! You still can't!!

I only said to myself.

While waiting for Eury to comes down, I tried to fix my posture again before she sees me.

Then a voice of an angel appears while calling my name."Shiloh..?"

Eury's POV,

Why are you even in a hurry to see him, Eury?

I asked myself as I firmly grasp the doorknob.

My heart is oddly throbbing so hard which has never happened to me before.

Get a grip of yourself, Eury! Stop being so weird!!

Then I slowly opened my door to go downstairs. My room is only near the stair and you can see the people from downstairs already up in here.

Shiloh is sitting on the sofa in our living room. He's really in here.

"Shiloh..?" I gently called his name to get his attention. He instantly reacted to my voice.

"Eury!Hey!!" Greeting me as he stands up. "How's the training camp?" He immediately asks me.

"It just went fine...How about you?" I timidly ask him back.

Why I am being like this when I am so happy that he came here to see me?

"It's awesome!! I played with a lot of strong players in there!! There's also a guy in there who's 190 I'm tall." His eyes are glowing while telling me everything.

This is what I also like about him. His eyes are so lively that he doesn't need to speak anymore because you can see already by his eyes alone.

He's like my favorite fairytale book in my childhood that I love reading because of its colorful images. It doesn't need words to convey the story because the colors alone are enough for you to understand it.

He continues telling me what happened to him in their training camp and I am just listening to him while smiling. It's cute to watch him narrating his story while demonstrating it.

"Then he spikes the set given to him like it's so easy!!" He says in amusement. "I mean how can he score by that when it's too impossible?!!" He continues talking and I just smile at him. I'm trying to stop myself from laughing because of his cuteness.

"Ah...Did I talk too much..?" He then suddenly asks.

"Nope. I just enjoy listening to you...I am sorry if I don't talk too much." I simply explain to him.

His face turns red. He turns his face to the other side, avoiding eye contact with me ."Well...It's okay. I also love talking to people who listen to me.

I always wonder what it likes to have a conversation with Claude in real life, but I never wonder that it would be like this way.

In RPG or an otome game. I was always the one who initiates the conversation with Claude because that's how the game is designed.

But in real life, Claude's lookalike is the one who's taking the initiative in a conversation.

Stop comparing him to Claude!

He's a different person...

I only realized this for a while. I shouldn't compare him to Claude all the time.

At first, I am only interested in him because he looks like Claude but...

I realized that slowly I am starting to like him because of who he is...

That I have a small crush on him.