IkariAsaki

1. you don't. at least, not at first, not for you; you sit in the back of the room and kind of admire the way their laugh shakes their shoulders back and forth, rhythmic mimicry found unrhyming, unrehearsed.   it's refreshing, you think. and slowly maybe you realize that hey, they aren't too bad looking and hey, you kind of like the way their eyes dart away if you catch them looking at you, and hey. you feel your heartbeat for the first time in years. 2. you think you might like them. kind of. maybe. you really don't know, but you like to think you do (because if you wish hard enough some fairy godmother you know doesn't ex