Record no.2

My observation object has become quite dull after some time, as expected from a mere human. A few days after our first encounter she was just reconstructing the bench, seemed that she wanted new one to look exactly the same as the prototype. For what reason? I have no idea. Her work turned out perfectly, I wouldn't tell those two apart if the new one didn't look way more fresh. I wonder where she obtained such manual skills, maybe family business? It was quite obvious she was doing some kind of physical labour, her skin was quite tanned and her body was very lean. I can't say she didn't look well, in fact I've never seen such aesthetic person. Seeing her dressed in a just tank top she had under her uniform allowed me to inspect her musculature thoroughly.

She had perfect amount of fat tissue covering her muscles but in the same time you could see how strong were her arms and back. Her waist was however very slim and contrasted with her lean and reasonably wide but feminine back. I'd say she was just like a female version of breathtaking Greek sculptures full of sublimity.  It was going surprisingly well with her height, surely greater than mine (179cm?). I'm certain she could crush my bones.

She would come and sit on the bench around the same time each day and just explore the surroundings. Sometimes she seemed very lost in thought or even held her head with her hands as if she was experiencing something painful. It became rather boring after some time. I think my observation setting doesn't provide enough data. Maybe I should expand it to outside the school..? 

Will that make me a creepy stalker? Perhaps. But would I really be able to harm this person in any way? Maybe it's the lack of the thrill that makes me so bored and numb. Maybe I will feel alive once I find myself in grave danger... 

The day I decided to follow her for the first time was very rainy and cold. That's even better, it adds a lot to the sensation. Unpleasant physical experiences are way more memorable and overall stronger. The stronger they are the more alive you feel, right?
She usually stayed at her spot longer than I would at school so it should be easy to find her. 

I left my class like usually and realised I have no umbrella. Whatever. I quickly took the path I planned to but she wasn't there anymore. For some reason it made me a little anxious.
I just went in the direction of the bus stop.

She was there, sitting all soaked under the roof that was leaking anyway. I froze. There's no way she knows, huh? Then she looked at me, I could see her dark eyes sparkling from under her long black bangs. 

-Wonderful weather, eh? - 

A droplet from her soaking wet fringe fell on her leg. She brushed through her hair with her long and slender fingers, putting it in the back. I could finally see her face, she had quite big and dark, almond shaped eyes with long and thick eyelashes. She was giving me some kind of mischievous and amused look (or maybe her face just naturally seemed this way?). Her nose was slim and rather long. Her lips were thin but the upper part was very defined and heart shaped. Her philtrum (the word comes from Ancient Greek, meaning "love charm" that's a very accurate name as for me) was very visible and narrow giving her kind of animalish look. You couldn't call her cute but she was without any doubts truly beautiful, just like a pure piece of art. 

- Yeah, quite pleasant. -  I responded (correctly?)
- You don't seem to enjoy it, you know, you look like a wet rat. - she chuckled. - I like rats     though, they are intelligent. You know they sacrifice weaker individuals to check if the food     isn't poisoned? Humans may have way more in common with them than it seems. 
- Thanks, I mean I don't know how to react to that but yeah, thanks. - I said awkardly.
Of course I knew that tho.

She stood up and came closer, she was taller than me by around 10 centimeters. It startled me. I realised she was holding an umbrella in her hand, she passed it to me, I automatically took it. Her hand felt very warm and somewhat comforting.

- Take it or you will catch a cold, eh?
- Uh, you didn't have to.. - I muttered but I remembered there's no point in pretending to be polite, I really wanted to take this umbrella because it was cold as hell and she was way more wet than me already. Oh, why was she wet if she had an umbrella? - Anyway thanks.

She leaned closer towards my ear and whispered with amused voice: "You stare at me very intensively everyday, you finally wanted to approach me today or something?". I felt her warm breath on my cheek and a cold shiver went through my spine. I couldn't identify what was the reason of my heart's skipping beat. Fear? Stress? Excitement..?
Damn, I must suck at surveiling.
She laughed again.
- Take care of yourself, in such weather there's a high chance of getting into car accident. See you again.
She went past me and disappeared in the rain. Well, I'm holding her umbrella so I suppose she indeed exists. Her voice didn't sound the way my imaginary friend's does.
I stood there for a while listening to the soothing sound of the rain. I tried to open the umbrella she gave me. 
It was broken... and a truck almost hit me on my way home.