He had started to walk towards her (?), but stopped and quickly turned and hid behind a corner. He was such a coward, an infatuated coward. Why couldn't he just walk up and talk to her. She stopped by almost every day to stop and stare at the journal book in his father's shop. She always mumbled to herself whenever she looked at it, especially when she checked the price. Probably to see if it was on sell, it was a little overpriced.<br/><br/>But what she didn't know is that it had a mate. They looked almost exactly the same except one of the trees had a knot in the trunk. He had that book. No one else liked it's pair except her. Because of this he had asked his father not to sell it to anyone so he could give it to her after they, hopefully, became friends.<br/><br/>The only problem was that he couldn't muster up the courage to talk to her. He didn't want her to reject him like all of the kids from school and his mother. He closed his eyes and tried to muster up his courage. Then he finally left his corner and stepped up to beside her and said, "H-hi." It was almost a whisper, but he knew he wouldn't be able to repeat it. And he might not be able to say anything else too.<br/>_______________________________<br/>Is it okay I posted without PMing? And is your chara male/fem? There were no gender-specifying words in your post.