Setting: Pairs with chapter 5

I see her, watching him whenever he is on the Bridge. Little flickering glances, and the other sideways slide of her dark, almond-shaped eyes – the kind that she sends his way like she's afraid someone has noticed her. No-one has, because she isn't obvious. I only notice the way Hoshi looks at Trip, because I look at her the same way. Just like he's oblivious to her affections, so she is to mine.

My name is Malcolm Reed, and if keeping Hoshi Sato as my friend means never telling her how I feel, then so be it.