He didn’t like her. No, really..he didn’t. She was just friend.
She was a friend who he thought was pretty.
Beautiful.
No, wait, scratch that… she was absolutely breathtaking.
Gosh, no wonder he ended up looking like a blubbering fool when they first met. He felt like hitting himself every time he remembered it. And boy, did the others never let him forget. They had even gotten into the habit of calling him, “Baby Princessssss”.
He could feel a vein throbbing. “Those guys…I’m going to kill them”.
Truthfully, she wasn’t like his ideal woman. He liked someone short. Feminine. He wasn’t saying he wasn’t physically attracted to her, but she was quite different from the women he was used too. His life had been so immersed within the idol world that his ideal type ended up matching the women who were in idol groups.
Sora surprised him in every way. He knew almost everyone in the entertainment industry held an image, so he didn’t believe anyone, an actress no less, could still be so…genuine. No, Sora wasn’t perfect. She still had flaws like everyone else. But heck, he felt like he was going crazy. He had come to like even those flaws.
He didn’t mind if she didn’t know how to cook.
Or if she went absolutely crazy if she tastes even a hint of sugar in her daily coffee. Did I mention this was the daily coffee which she demanded he provide every morning? Well, okay, she didn’t exactly demand it but when she gave him that awe-like smile that one time he brought her a morning coffee, he found himself buying an additional cup of coffee everyday. Too bad for her he liked to add a packet of sugar for every coffee he bought for her. At times he wished he would just use that packet of sugar for his own coffee, but he was trying to get used to bitter things. No special reason why…he was 30 years old for goodness sake, it was about time.
The other reason why he couldn’t use the packet for himself was because he hoped that when she tasted the sugar she would think of him…even for just a little bit. Sure, she went crazy everytime but she still drank it nonetheless. He smiled at the thought.
Come to think of it… she hasn't said anything about the sugar for a while now. Actually, the one time he had forgotten to add it in, she asked about it.
Weird.