"S-Sveta! How did you-?" he turned around to see the distance I had to sneak, "Wow… um…" "Thats some nice description," I pointed out, referring to the way he had described my eyes. He looked at where I was pointing, and then closed the book. A blush began to spread across his face. "Know what else I like? Sunsets, grassy clearings, a nice breeze, and... I like you." Fluff.