annitor:

best was not to turn around, for it wasn’t him who they were calling out for, yet the direction of voice made body answer before he could even avoid it, — add to that there was no other choice but to stop at the sudden foreign grip — small dark orbs looking through glasses at a smaller frame.

                ’  .  .  .   ‘

                    gaze hovers over a shaky visage, a brow raising slowly beneath blond bangs.  

     realization hit her as soon as he turned to face her; cheeks rose with a shade of light pink     embarrassment quickly overtook her and the grip immediately loosened before letting go completely. a few steps were cautiously took backwards, creating a fair distance between the two.‛ ..ah   y-you aren’t…yamaken-kun… ’

    voice spoken in a low tone, whilst her gaze scanned their appearance.

                                                Though; they weren’t that far off in looks. . .