𝐀 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦, 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠- it truly meant everything to someone that had nothing, who was no one, who came from nothing, so it is with special precaution that he takes that little folded paper meant for him in between his hands, and by keeping his now curious bright green eyes still on Hakuno´s deadpanned ones, he almost hesitates reading it in front of her, almost as if wanting to wait for a more fitting moment, or perhaps so he could calmly unfold every word the little paper had, yet it is those big hazel eyes of hers (that almost looked comically inexpressive) that gave him the impression that she was waiting for him to tell her his opinion on her poem right away, so it is in this way that he decides to wait no longer to read the poem;
Raising a hand to fix a little his glasses, he tries to put the most serious looking expression he could manage to pull out as to give his following opinion a much more serious touch to it, yet it is by reading the very first sentence of her poem that his seriousness suddenly shatters and a hearty chuckle manages to escape out from his heart;
Wait a second.......She...?? truly did write a poem about his....Waifu stats !!?
It was silly, it made no sense, and it clearly had invented words ( haipu!? ) but it belonged to him, and he loved it, and although to some, the words depicted on the letter may have carried no value or sentiment, they did to Lucky guy, and without knowing, his gray colored heart began to slowly get tainter in her colors as he kept reading the letter, and it is in this way that he begins to read the poem out loud with the same pride her eyes shined in, trying his best to not let his own chuckles cut the flow of the song only to find himself interrupting himself on the very last sentence out of joy;
jacobvanloon
kianamaiart
kaledo-art
snowghoul
baratheonpilled
titsay
