Bicchi-chan

I leave the house, not sure where to go. On my path, I see a fork in the rode. How long have I been walking? I can not recall, but I continue anyways, though my pace begins to slow. Which way do I take? I make my way left. The scenery is nice, everything is peaceful. I’ve been walking only a short time, but soon I come across an obstacle, a fallen tree. It’s big, I could probably make it over, but my gut tells me I should turn back. I look in the direction where I came and see a figure, way off in the distance. Do I know them? I slowly make my way back, until I can see their face. Oh no, this isn’t good. I hide on the side o

Oh great, here we go again. Another mistake, another regret. I slow down to a halt and look around at my surroundings. What do I see? What I have, and what I don’t have. It seems to always come down to this. I get snapped back into reality when a pair of eyes I no longer want to see look back at me. No, I wasn’t looking at you, though you think I was. In all technicality, I was looking two feet to your right, at the one with their back to me, completely oblivious of my thoughts. I quickly turn my head in hopes of not getting caught. Good, you still think I was looking at you. At the same time, I regret that, for I do not want to l