Kowakii

I walked into my homeroom, awkwardly shuffling on my feet, head down. The teacher greeted me warmly, and directed me to my seat. Being the new kid was always hard. I could feel the eyes of my new peers on me, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I pulled out my schedule and studied it once more, comparing it with the map of the school I had practically memorized. I didn't want to get lost and embarrass myself. Sighing, I stuffed my papers back into my bag, and decided to take in my surroundings. The walls were covered in posters, featuring colorful designs lecturing about various writing skills. The teachers desk sat in the front of the r

It was just a kiss an innocent slip a passionate touch It was just a kiss a cushion of lust a glossed grace it was just a kiss don't look too deeply for depth and meaning It was just a kiss let it be... An act that could change a single life An act that could spiral out of control a gateway drug to love It was just a kiss

I walked into my homeroom, awkwardly shuffling on my feet, head down. The teacher greeted me warmly, and directed me to my seat. Being the new kid was always hard. I could feel the eyes of my new peers on me, and I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I pulled out my schedule and studied it once more, comparing it with the map of the school I had practically memorized. I didn't want to get lost and embarrass myself. Sighing, I stuffed my papers back into my bag, and decided to take in my surroundings. The walls were covered in posters, featuring colorful designs lecturing about various writing skills. The teachers desk sat in the front of the r