Never Noticed Mga Nobela at Kwento

He had no idea what was causing the other party’s agitation until he opened his eyes and he too was surprised to see Allan and Jace were there. ‘This ain’t good. My body must have been subjected beyond my normal threshold of fatigue for me to reach this point of failing to sense someone’s presence. Nike concluded to himself when he realized how the two managed to escape his notice because normally, no one should be be able to approach him without him knowing.

"Are you awake Al?" I immediately looked at Hamdan, and Key and Damian also immediately approached me. I did blink a few minutes ago. I didn't know that Hamdan would notice. But it's better, because someone is aware of it. It would be more annoying if I was aware and no one noticed. I nodded, then Hamdan quickly helped me to lean on the back of the bed I was using. "How are you? What do you need?” Key exclaimed making me have to look at him again. I shook my head.

The real kind, sudden and involuntary, the kind that arrived before the decision to allow it. It was somewhere between ten and eleven that I noticed what was different. I was standing near the north window with a drink in my hand, half-listening to a story one of the warriors was telling about a training incident that had apparently involved a misunderstanding about the depth of a particular river, and I realized that I had been in the room for two hours and I had not once checked the exits. I had not once positioned myself near a door. I had not once monitored who was watching me or calculated whether the person looking in my direction was doing so with hostility or assessment or the specif

More attentive. As though he had been watching before I noticed. The feeling lingered even after he returned his attention to the drill. Strange. Uncomfortable. Confusing. I ignored it. Or tried to. Unfortunately similar moments continued appearing throughout the week. A glance during practice. A look during a media event. A brief pause during conversations. Nothing dramatic. Nothing obvious. Just enough to become noticeable. Just enough to make me aware of it. The realization arrived slowly. Then all at once. Leo was watching me.

Because there was nothing to answer. The attention began to shift. At first, people had been looking at Louis. The new student. The one brave enough to talk to me without hesitation. Now, it was split. People were watching me. And waiting for a reaction or decision. I ignored it. Like I ignored most things that didn’t need my attention. But even I could tell when something had gone beyond its beginning. This wasn’t just a single event anymore. It was becoming… noticeable.

Everything is efficient, clean and controlled. Exactly how I like it. My gaze drifts briefly across the table, and that's when I notice an empty chair. My eyes linger on it for a second longer than necessary, then narrow. How come I didn't notice it when I walked in?? I remember details. I don’t miss things ... .So how come?? My pen taps once against the table, and the sound is soft. But in this room? It might as well be a gunshot. Everything slows, voices fade, eyes shift, and attention returns to me instantly.

I nodded slowly because that explanation made sense in a way that settled the last bit of unease inside me. “What unsettled me more,” I continued, “was realizing how quickly you noticed it before I even understood what was happening to myself.” His eyes remained on me. “I pay attention to you.” “I know,” I replied softly, “and today made me realize how much.” For a brief moment, neither of us spoke, but the silence did not feel heavy or awkward. It felt like a pause in a conversation that had been ongoing all day without us realizing it. “Your friends noticed it too,” I added after a while. “They weren’t just curious about me, they were studying you.”

Interesting. She adjusted her stance again, subtle but intentional, giving him a clearer view. The kind of presence that usually drew attention without effort. Still nothing. Not even a glance. For the first time, something unfamiliar crept into her thoughts. She wasn’t used to this. Not used to being overlooked. She waited a moment longer, her patience holding as she observed him closely now. Maybe he had noticed and simply hadn’t reacted yet. That happened sometimes. Rarely. But sometimes. Another minute passed.

No idea, but I can't stay asleep, life has taught me in one way or another that if it catches you flying low it hits you where it hurts the most and I don't want to keep suffering for those things, I just like to think that I'm not weak, even if deep down, I'm still the same little girl. I arrived with my parents, I assumed they were near the vehicle, so I entered the nearest restaurant and asked for them, we always ate there, so it was easy for them to recognize us, as I already suspected they were there, I entered the place to sit next to them, I did not eat, but I drank a juice, I was thirsty. I checked my phone to see if that guy had answered me again, I don't know why Leonardo intrigued

I followed closely behind. As I hurried to keep pace with Logan, I couldn’t help but wonder if he noticed Amy’s obvious attempts to get his attention. My phone buzzed, and I saw Carl's name flashing. I reluctantly cut the call. I had been ignoring Carl for days now, due to work pressure. I would make up to him. I promised myself.