There had to be an easier way to get there. He wanted to get closer, to know her better. The miniscule slip-ups tripped up his tongue, strung his stomach in wrings, and choked his lungs. He couldn’t steady his line of approach. And as he waited, she moved on and drifted farther away.
There had to be a faster way to get there. He had watched her from an entire scope of angles for so long; nothing should have escaped his eyes. He could play it cool: he could start off with a smooth start in velvet notes. He could use the direct method: he could keep it confident and ride it out.
Or he could be himself.
There had to be an honest way to get there. No more masks, no more hiding. Break her lines of defense one by one until he could see his destination with his own eyes, his own fingers, his own lips.
To the very beginning of the first gesture to the first short moment of eye contact, every second counted. He had to catch her at the right moment and bide his time down to the first “Hello.”
Inspired by the times I've wished getting to know someone was a little simpler.
I'll be taking a style and grammar class during the spring so I've been practicing using literary elements as well as styles. Perhaps I'll break apart this story when I have the time and show the process I undertook.
Any similarities to characters, settings, scripts, or stories from other pieces of literature or media are purely coincidental.
Axis Powers: Hetalia and its characters belong to Himaruya Hidekazu.
This story belongs to me, GydroZMaa.
Cool writing exercise! Your stories are always really relatable.
Mmmmmm... Well, maybe it's a little short, but it's very beautiful <3
It was a writing exercise so thank you for the compliment.
Aww, so sweet and short. :3
SShort but great and it keeps you guessing
I like this , it's different, for me it's poetic and it keeps me guessing what will happen next. I hope the class will be helpful for you!