Novel & Cerita Saiki K Without Glasses

"Wouldn't what?" Panic cuts into my chest like a buzz saw and I run for the passenger side, finding her bag of contact lenses still sitting on the seat. Bells peal in my head. "She..." I stagger away from the truck, hearing the optometrist's words in my head. But you'll need to wear glasses or lenses at all times. Surgery is the only way to repair your eyes for good. Without them, you're still at risk for falls. "She's on her bike and she can't see right. Christ, she's going to..." Don't think it. Don't say it. Just move.

Grey couldn't stop his racing heartbeat. Then, as Keyara felt her hair was perfectly tied, she turned around while holding the two ice creams. She was about to give one to Grey but was surprised. Because Grey reached out his hand toward Keyara's glasses. He took off the transparent-framed glasses and folded them in his hand. Keyara felt her entire vision blur. Her eyes were indeed -4 diopters, and that was enough to turn her surroundings into blurry lines and boxes, with fog obscuring the clarity of every object, including Grey's face.

Samael smiled at Mason as I looked at him. He somehow looks different without his glasses, in a good way. He took off the glasses while cooking and still was without them, giving me a clear view of his eyes without the barrier of the glasses. His eyes snapped at me making me advert my eyes, probably he felt my gaze on him.

I couldn’t wait to see Sasha. ~~~~ “I didn’t know you wore glasses,” I said as I approached our regular table where Sasha sat. She was typing furiously across her keyboard, like she was in a race against time. The soft glow of her laptop screen reflected off the glasses perched on her nose. Sasha paused, then chuckled as she took the glasses off. “They’re blue light glasses, because of my laptop. My eyes were starting to hate me.” I smiled weakly and dropped my bag on the empty chair beside her.

He said as He came closer to me. "You're such an idiot." I said as I wiped an invisible tear away from my right eye. "I wonder, do you see without your glasses?" He Said coming closer, our faces just inches apart. I could actually see without my glasses, I just like wearing them. They're like my other body part, I could be without them, but I don't like it. "I don't know," I said. He then took my glasses off and I blinked a few times, trying to "readjust my eyesight".

And as he emerged from the bathroom, a trendy embodiment of youthful sophistication, I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the sight of my handiwork. But there was one crucial detail left to attend to—the black-framed glasses that had become his trademark. With a knowing smile, I gently removed them, revealing the true depth of his eyes for the world to see. I had noticed his short-sightedness matched mine, so I had equipped him with contact lenses, allowing his gaze to shine unobstructed by the familiar frames. The effect was transformative, his eyes suddenly larger, more expressive, radiating a newfound confidence that was impossible to ignore.

I would have sniffed a map of the words of someone before me. "Stop playing around." I will admit. It was just the first time my heart was beating. I got goosebumps for no reason. Just one word from him, I think I can sew on my underwear because of fear. Kairi returned to her place. "Hi I'm Shinichi shirai." I find him cute. He wore harry potter glasses which added to his cuteness. Her black hair was falling out and bangs covered her groin eyes.

I purred, “Taking care of her, attending to her every need. I'm sure you must feel relieved, you won't have to worry about Saki anymore. Asai will be there for her for the rest of their lives.” Kao’s grip on his wine glass was white knuckled. He turned to me with murder in his eyes. “What. Are. You. Doing?” “Me?” I reared back, blinking guilelessly. “I'm only making polite conversation.” A chair scraped against the floor as Asai got up. “Sorry,” he said, “I…I need some fresh air.” And then he was gone. Kao was out of his seat in less than a second. I blinked up at him, “Do you need some fresh air too?”

She looked at me intensely without batting her eyes. “Hey! Blink your eyes. Otherwise, your eyes will be dry and sore. I don’t want to take care of you if you get sore eyes later.” Kanya lazily turned her gaze forward. “If I hurt my eyes, the sign is I can’t see anything weird anymore.” “You won’t be able to write later. Don’t underestimate sore eyes because it feels very uncomfortable when your vision is disturbed. So, just follow my words.” “Yeah, yeah,” She lazily replied.

I’ve been longing for him for so many years and I couldn’t believe this is happening. I am straddling my arms around his waist while his arm is around my waist. I smiled as I traced my eyes in each corner of his face. He’s not wearing any glasses right now. I remember the first time I saw him without it, I was completely captivated and until now I can’t believe that there’s nothing change instead it intensified.