Chapter 1

For him, I have always placed my heart against the window.

I've never feared exposing my deepest emotions; after all, I am someone who wears my heart on my sleeve. I longed to be seen, to be heard, to be felt - by him. And I would do it all over again, just to catch a fleeting glance from him, to feel the weight of his gaze upon me.

One day, he will see my emotions pressed against the transparent glass - waiting, longing, and aching for him.

That day isn't far away, is it?