Ayanami-tyk

“I can’t wait.” Emma looked at me nervously, her anticipation obvious on her face. I simply looked at my girlfriend and nodded. Emma was a shy, soft-spoken girl with clear, electric-blue eyes and a delicate face framed by sleek blond hair. I found myself often wondering how I came to be her boyfriend- me! With somebody like her! A girl so sweet and kind and smart that the first time I saw her, I never had a chance. Thankfully she somehow liked me. We were sitting in her room, alone in the middle of the night. Emma had invited me over to her house- but not officially, since neither of our parents approved of each other (for s