That night,
I replayed the events from the day over in my head.

I thought about Kumo,

who was brilliant as the sun
and subtle like the wind.
Golden, shining hair,
beautiful sky blue eyes.

And I thought about his words as well.

                "You don't seem to be that type of person.

                                       At least, not to me."

                "I don't know. But I guess I'll need to find out."

Hearing them repeated in my mind,
a tiny smile formed on my face.
Such a strange person he was...

But what exactly would he need to find out?

                               My personality? My true self?

Even I don't know the answer.

Then it occurred to me 

that this was the first time I've had this problem.
I've never really given much thought about it before this.

                          Letting someone see through me...

                                        might be dangerous.

                         Would it really be fine to leave it this way?