***Kiyurie

I pushed open my apartment door, still sobbing breathlessly. Tears still drop from my eyes as I pressed "6" in the elevator and slowly elevated up to my apartment.
My life was over. My boyfriend, Ryan, had rejected me, he had dumped me. How could he?
I needed Gwen to come over. I reached for the phone, my slim black cell phone, and punched in Gwen's number.
At least, I thought it was Gwen's. I didn't care. Someone answered. I was still crying so I said, "Gwen, come over, please. I need you."
I hung up, because I couldn't stop crying.
Five minuten later, I heard the elevator come up. I opened, and there she was, Gwen, with a teenage boy I had never seen before. He had cute black hair, a bright green mohawk, and...

THE HAWTEST, MOST DAZZLING BLUE EYES EVER.

I self consiously wiped my tears away. "Gwen... hi. Who are you...?"
"Uh, my name's Duncan." He replied. Duncan... so that was his name. It was lovely. "Why did u call me?"
"I didn't call you, I called Gwen!"
"No, u called me." His voice softened. "And u called me Gwen, so I thought u were one of her friends."
"Oh..." I blushed. "I'm sorry."
"Duncan," Gwen said. "Give her a break. Yurie... what's wrong? What happened...?"
"I... Ryan broke up with me..." I said. I didn't care much about Ryan anymore.
Compared to this... this... Duncan, he was nothing.
"Yurie... I'm sorry."
"Never mind. I'm over it now." I guess...
"That's nice. Now, Duncan, we should go..."
To my surprise, Duncan smiled the charming-est smile at me. I tried to smile back.
Gwen went back to the elevator, and Duncan turned to go too. But before that...
"See u later, Angel." I giggled and blushed at his flirting with me.
"Uh, sure."
He flashed me a charming smile and left.

***Duncan

I tried to forget her, those beautiful eyes, that silky hair... but I couldn't.
Yurie, why? I was trying to get along with Courtney, and Yurie herself had her Ryan.
But why was I feeling like this, feeling kind of shy when I saw her, and I thought I'd faint if she smiled at me again.
But did she ever think about me? What if she didn't like me?

Would I even be able to survive with uptight Courtney?
I glanced at my clock and I saw that it was already 9:30. I had nothing better to do, so I might as well go to bed.
But I couldn't sleep, like at all. I would go for a walk.
Because I had to see my Yurie again.
I put on my skull overhemd, shirt and jeans, and slipped into my shoes. I headed outside. I walked slowly to Yurie's apartment.

On the way, I couldn't think about anything except Yurie. How her eyelashes flashed everytime she blinked, her blue eyes, the exact same shade as mine.
Her light brown hair, and blonde streak...

I bumped into someone. I saw her stumble and fall.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss..." I started to say. But I stopped when I saw who she was.
My eyes opened widely. So did hers.
"Duncan!"

***So, uh, please rate and comment! XD ~Yurie