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Taro Yamada was nervous. Incredibly, incredibly nervous, so nervous he was jumpy and couldn’t stand still.
It was his first real date after all.
Shifting from foot to foot, he looked out the window as the train entered a tunnel and saw his reflection. Simple but dark blue jeans, black shoes, and a light-blue plaid button up shirt was what he chose for the occasion.
Actually, it was the only outfit his sister would let him walk out of the house in…
“You can’t just ware whatever!” she had scolded him. “You have to look extra nice! She’s going out of her way to look nice for you, so you have to do the same for her!”
Taro groaned at the memory but conceded that his sister had a point. He had no doubt his date had been worrying over her outfit at some point. At first, She didn’t seem like the type to care about clothes and whatnot but since he started talking to her, he quickly realized she cared about what he thought.
She sought his approval for things. Simple things, like what he thought of the book she was reading, or if he liked her hair accessory. She never outright asked him for his approval but he could sense the insinuations.
The intercoms chime pulled him out of his thoughts as the train pulled to a stop. He moved quickly, exiting the train before anyone could rush in and made his way down the stairs to street level.
He checked his watch: eleven to ten. He was running on time for a change. It was wondrous what actually looking forward to something could do for your motivation.
Gripping his messenger bag with one hand, and quickly running his hand through his black hair, he picked up his pace some.
About five minutes later he reached his destination, a theme park in the neighboring town. Looking around he found their meeting spot, a tall and ornately designed lamppost that held a clock where it forked upwards.
And standing at the base was his date.
Ayano Aishi wore a simple but cute red dress. It was just above knee length and had short puffy sleeves. Her hair was down and she had on some light make up. Nothing gaudy like what Musume and her clique wore but it was there and it complimented her very nicely.
Taro shook his head. People would notice if he stared to long. They had already noticed Ayano, some probably because how nice she looked, others by how fidgety she was…
As he walk over to her he saw how she fiddled with the small bow at her neckline. Untying it and tying it back up again. The tips of her black Mary Jane shoes rubbed against each other as she shifted her weight around.
She was also mumbling to herself.
Taro took a moment to acknowledged, and remind himself, that his new girlfriend was, at times, incredibly weird. But he chalked that up to her just being nervous.
Her head was facing down, so when he reached her he leaned down and looked up at her.
“I hope you weren’t waiting long, Ayano.”
Her head whipped up, eyes wide as the blush on her face threatened to explode from her head.
“SEnpai!” Her voice squeaked before calming down. “N-no! I just got here a few minutes ago!” she twirled the little bow in her hands.
“That’s good.” Taro smiled, though he had a feeling she wasn’t being completely honest. “Shell we head in?” he asked.
Ayano simply nodded with a dreamy expression on her face as she fallowed him towards the parks gate. Taro held back a nervous laugh. He could practically see the hearts in her eyes…
It made him wonder what she saw in him… what was it about him that made her so head over heels for him? That even someone as oblivious as him couldn’t mistake what she thought of him?
Somehow though… he got the feeling he shouldn’t asked… she could be weird but there were also times… she felt… terrifying…
“Tickets, please.” The staff member requested and Taro handed over their tickets. He chuckled, as the staff member’s eyebrows shoot up in disgruntled confusion as the starry-eyed and excited Ayano passed her.
Well, at least things wouldn’t be dull.