He Who Has Eyes To See Let Him See の小説・ストーリー

He remained silent for a long moment. “Merde (Shit),” he whispered, finally. His eyes met mine, and I saw the same incredulity I was feeling. “The eyes…” he said, simply. “The eyes.” I confirmed, the word coming out like a growl. He picked up the magazine, examining it more closely. “It’s… impressive. How has no one commented on this? The old man must be blinder than I thought.” “He only sees what he wants to see. An heir who carries his name. Not… this.”

I apologized immediately, the last time I saw him I was left crying in the bathroom with a bloody nose. "Look at me Enzo." He ordered, I turned around slowly, he was inches away from me, my eyes were casted on the floor. "Look me in the eyes Enzo." I can't, Carlson hates me and I hate myself for finding him attractive, I hate myself for losing myself whenever I stare at his grey blue eyes.

He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye. Yes, this guy, but not any ordinary guy. There was something strange, like extremely strange, in the way he was staring at me. He simply nodded and remained silent, giving a little smile as if he completely understood. I tilted my head and eyed him. “What’s your deal?” The man shrugged and eyed me up and down as if checking me out as well. "Just passing through," he said, kinda difficult to hear him over the music. “Saw you. Thought you might be fun.”

His gaze fell on Jason, the ferocity in his eyes nearly spilling over. "In your dreams."

He has me lay in the bed, raise my tip to reveal my stomach and he squirted gel on me, “this shouldn’t take long, let just look around and see what we can find!” Damon is staring at the screen just waiting for something to pop up. I see his eyes squinting trying to figure out the screen but he has no clue what he’s looking for. I think he looks super cute but I will know it when I see it.

Her eyes widened seeing his eyes. "You......?!" Is he a beast?

The corners of her mouth pulls down as her soggy eyes meet the floor, thinking she is fooled by the wood fairy all along. A pair of shiny leather shoes docks inches from hers. Her chin is grabbed upward, meeting the sleek face of pure hazel eyed man. There's hope and care in there, sending impulse in her sullen face. "If your eyes can't see what you are looking for, look through your heart and let it take you to where you should be." Those words...those words are butterflies for a flower. While him, he's the light penetrating through a cabin of darkness. He's right.

He gazed outside as if he were looking at something specific, his eyes scanning the horizon with a mix of curiosity and intensity. “Come,” he finally spoke, his voice low and commanding. Adams got up and walked over to him, his body tense with anticipation. Without turning to face Adams, he spoke. “Tell me, what do you see?” he asked. Adams looked out the window, and he could see almost everything, from Lucian's beautiful compound to the expanse of land and the forest filled with trees. The sight was breathtaking, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer scale of it all.

"Okay I'm gonna go now, try to watch where you're going next time so you do not hit an Actual Wall" Oh my God, he heard me. He heard me call him a wall, this is officially the worse day of my life and I've had bad days " I uh guess I'll see you around " He keeps looking at as if he was waiting for me to say something but I guess he figured out that the only sense organs that works right now are my eyes because he just mumbles an 'alright and walked away.