My Youth | Annyeongz

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Inspired by Jungkook's Still With Me.

Wonyoung : her voice was sweeter and lighter

Sweet and light voice. I didn't know much about her, but I knew she could sing. I heard her singing a few times whenever I walk passed our school broadcasting room.

She had a boyfriend, the one that was too handsome, our senior, the president of our school broadcasting club. Maybe that was why the two of them spend most the time in the broadcasting room during lunch break. He adored his girlfriend's sweet voice, anyone could see that, treating her like a damn soloist of the school and let her sing different songs to the microphone every 3 days.

Well, if I were him, I would do the same, or maybe, I'll let her sing to the microphone every day. I liked her. I might loved her voice or I might just liked the idea of her being able to sing the way she wants to the microphone.

I don't think it was that important? I liked her that's all. She's year older than me, we never talked in school, so I didn't know much about her but I knew a few gossips although I came to school like once a week and sometimes I didn't attend school at all for months. My classmates barely knew I exists, I couldn't even remember which one is my locker sometimes.

I didn't make that much friends. It was not like that I didn't want to but I just thought, there would be no use of it.

These sweet girls in my class would be inviting me to go play at the arcade with them but I would never be able to say yes. These sweet girls would be talking about skipping the cram school later in the evening but hell, what even is a cram school? Never attended one tho.

Some cute boys in my class had their love letters slide into my history book on the page 143 for the "I love you" but then there would be no use. I would be stuck at the page 14 of my textbook when the whole class was already at their 200th page, I would never have the time to visit the 143rd page. I have never rejected a boy, I have never being sorry for ignoring their feelings, because I wouldn't know about it until my home school teacher told me to open that damn page.

No one scolded me for not socializing, everyone in the class were minding their own business or at least that's what I thought. I sat alone by the window, I didn't talk, I didn't open my textbook, the teacher never asked for my homework. I was doing fine, I was enjoying it, that's what I thought until,

She came to my class during the lunch break, when I was alone, she stood a few inches away from my table, had hair tied high ponytail and she wore that kind of "puppy smile" and I realised that the rumours were true "she's the cutest puppy" "she looks like an actress" and her voice..

"are you.. Jang Wonyoung?"

I heard her singing voice at least average 5 times every 6 months because I didn't go to school that much and I knew how sweet her voice is but when she said my name, it was sweeter, it was lighter.

I lifted my face a bit, facing her and I nodded, slow and somehow, I fell into her deep sweet gazes.

"my little sister is your fan, it's her birthday tomorrow, can you give me your autograph?"

She handed a piece of blank paper to me even before I said yes, so I took it anyway but I was not careful enough or was she nervous? I didn't know but she let the paper go even before my thumb get to touch it, resulting the both of us staring at the blank paper on the floor for few seconds.

I bent down but she stopped me, she landed her left hand on my right shoulder soft and took the paper right away and put it on my table.

I grabbed my pen, the only pen I brought to school, because I didn't need pen that much, and that was when I realised, that I was out of ink, and somehow, I felt so negative about that.