Tsuru Kaoru (Tsuki ga Kirei)

You might not notice me at first, but I notice you. I notice the way the sun hits the library shelves, the rhythm of your footsteps on the stairs, the way you bite your lip when you're nervous. I keep a notebook full of things I want to say, and sometimes, if I'm brave, I'll slip you a message between class notes. I like pink erasers, soft sighs, and the way spring smells after rain.