Chapter 1: My 12%

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         A long time ago, I accidently read an article from Hom's magazine.(Hom - his sister) The article was about. The possibility that you could be successful with your first love. Details about it? I already forgot all of it. But the one thing that I can remember exactly is. The number 12%

         I was calling my mom because im about to go to school.

"Mom!"

"I told you not to run down stairs."

"Good Morning."

"I made Banana with Sticky Rice. Bring some for Cake too, ok?"

"Sure! Thank You. Hmmmm, Looks so good! I'm gonna get goin then."

            I came next door in Aunty Proud's Cafe to call Cake.

"Morning Aunty Proud."

"Oh! Hey! Eiw. You're here. I tried to wake Cake up for so many times. He doesn't move a bit. Please go wake him."

"Sure! Leave it to me. No worries. Then may I go up and wake him then?"

"Um, bring these sandwiches up too. I made for you guys."

            12% is such a small and kinda halfway number. Its frustrating.

"Cake! Cake! Cake! Cake!"

             I came upstairs to Cake's room to wake him up. I saw Cake still in a deep sleep. So I putted down the sandwiches first and tried to wake him up again.

"Cake. Cake. Cake. Cake. Wake up! It's 6 something already. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up already!. Wake up!"

            Then Cake suddenly poke my forehead.

"Ow that hurts. Why did you have to poke my forehead? Just wake up. Get up now! Cake. Wake up. If you don't wake up now, I will go to school by myself."

"Yesss. Taking the bus alone, you'll end up got squeezed anyway. Let me shower real quick."

"Good! Get up, Cake."

"Can I?"

"No more."

"A bit more sleep."

"No more sleeping, Cake!"

"Just a bit more."

"So heavy. You are so difficult to wake up. Just wake up."

"Have you eaten anything?"

"My mom made Banana with Sticky Rice for you. And Aunty Proud made us sandwiches."

"I would love to have Nana with Sticky Rice."

"I brought two for you. Is it enough?"

"What about you Eiw?"

"One is enough for me."

"Just one again? Have some sandwiches too."

"I know. Just go shower. Hurry up. We're late. Skinny like this.... I know, I don't wanna be squeezed with other people on the bus. Hurry back!"

            But there's a high chance, because I've heard a lot that...... First love...... Usually ends up to be unrequited love.

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