Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!!
Anyway let's get right to it,
The boy who sits right next to me in class was the one who I fell I love with. He was a normal boy, of average size, grades, and everything about him was average. I don't know why, but the first time I laid eyes on him, I felt a compelling pull towards him. To more precise, I fell I love at first sight.
Aww...well...love at first sight is definitely one of those very sappy and sweet cliches that I find myself unable to deny that I like...so, well this story is already off to a great start if its going to be one of those. And hmm, well I don't quite know why you'd try and reinforce quite that many times that this boy is indeed an average person, but well, its not exactly an issue but uhh...It just feels a little off to more, perhaps its using the word average one too many times, its hard to pinpoint the reason exactly.
The boy and I have never really talked to each other, we have exchanged words of greetings though. But that doesn't count as taking to each other. I know I'm being selfish saying that it was love at first sight, that's not all true. I actually fell I love with him back when I was in the fifth grade. He saved my life from being beaten up. He was my hero.
Hmm, alright well, this looks like a bit of an interesting nod to the backstory there at the very end, and of course the fact that you don't quite speak but just uhh exchange greeting ever so often, that is certainly one of the more realistic things that are happening here. At any rate, this is going along quite nicely so far.
I love him, but I have no will of letting him know that I do. I'm afraid that if I tell him, he'll probably reject my feelings, that's what I'm most afraid of. Rejection. But, if I don't tell him how I feel, then someone else may sneak up to him and sweep him off his feet. No! I don't want that to happen! But, maybe it would be better than telling him my own and getting rejected.
I'm Tamahora Chihiro, third year middle school. In love with Len Kastune. And totally weak with love.
Well, this is certainly ending a note that's certainly a bit of a problem that a lot of people can relate to there. She seems to be having herself a very serious conundrum to have to try and solve..and well, its certainly a pretty exciting spot to end this here first part. And speaking of that...I have a feeling you may have intended for the title to be "Love Story 1" and not "Lovely Story 1" because I feel like that would be more fitting here, but yeah that's just a thing I noticed, feel free to ignore that.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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