flamingo

When he looked at her, he thought she was beautiful. Beautiful hair, bright eyes, a great smile - she had it all. She even had nice legs, not that he was looking. He just happened to see them when he was admiring how she sat with that S-curve posture that girls always have.

He didn't talk to her very often, but they could be friends. She laughs at his jokes and doesn't turn away, so that's a good sign, right?

He liked to think that his little brother thought the same. Everyone could look at her and feel the same way, it's just that everyone expresses it differently.

At least that's what he tried to tell her when his brother toddled up to her and told her she looked like a flamingo.