smitten.He trudged past the crowded village, his hands shoved in his pockets and eyes gazing up at the sky. Large, thick clouds flowing separately across the perfectly blue sky; a sight which assured Shikamaru that today was going to be the day he had been waiting for a long, long time.smitten.5 years ago in Short Stories
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It was an afternoon in the mid-spring, when the last piles of snow had already melted to the ground and the warm sun was shining on peoples' faces almost every day, making them shake off their winter coats and settle for flowing dresses and short sleeved shirts. Today the sun was particularly hot, although it didn't shine down so directly because of the clouds, leaving Shikamaru one moment in the sunshine, another in shade as he walked by.
It didn't take him long to be lost in his own thoughts, looking up at the bright blue with white splattered across. However, it didn't take long for him to be shaken out of them either; a loud, familiar voice echoed throughout the village, calling his name.