Get to know the American boy
He's so much unlike me
Lively, energetic, boisterous
Why can't I make friends as easily as he does?
He's so friendly, so nice, so good-looking...
Is it my imagination, or do his eyes gravitate towards me?
No, it's probably wishful thinking
Being friends with him has helped crack my shell a bit
But I'm still shy
He asks to talk to me one on one
Kami, I probably look like a tomato
He tells me he can speak Japanese fluently, but he has trouble with written Japanese
He wants me to help him learn
I almost have a heart attack
Alone with him
In close quarters
Probably touching each other
Part of me wants to refuse
But he doesn't deserve bad grades
Alright, I'll bite the bullet
"As you Americans say, 'no probrem'"
Crap, I forgot the L-R thing!
He probably thinks I'm an idiot!
He laughs
But it's not a mocking laugh
It's a sympathetic one
"Looks like we have something in common"
You could probably fry an egg on my face
Still, at least I have a chance to help him
...Who knows what that might lead to?