Boquet Of Your Favorite Flowers...

A New Start.

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Kaveh's POV

I was looking through my old stuff and I noticed a nicely decorated notebook. it had thick pages, it was.. my old diary. Back when I was still in my old akademiya. It was like home there, the only closest thing I have to call, my home. I didn't want to move, but I had to. I was forced to. They think I don't learn shit there, so they moved me. It doesn't feel the same here, I haven't made a single friend, all the teachers hate me. They always ask the hardest questions. I have tons of bullies too, especially the teachers pet. I've made a new diary ever since I moved. I knew if I continued ranting about my life in my old diary, it'll become confusing, plus I don't have much space in here anymore. anyway, I've always wanted to read my old diary, I just couldn't find the time to, or couldn't find it. Now that I did, I immediately felt nostalgia the moment I touched that thing. I picked out a random page, and it landed on...

FEBRUARY 7 - valentines day.

oh god. I barely remember anything from this day. It was so long ago. 

today is valentines day, I made a card and bought chocolates for him... I hope he likes them, or.. I hope he notices them, he always received thousands of gifts every valentines day. The girls LOVE him. Last valentines, I heard he got 50 gifts, but he threw it all. He said it was a waste of time.... studying was more important he says. I hope he doesn't throw mine out... that card has a very long letter.... I confessed, too. I put the chocolates in his locker, somehow no one thought of putting their gifts in his locker. 

"uhm, hey.. can we talk, for a moment?" I pulled on his sleeve to get his attention. "hm? oh, yeah sure." he didn't wear a single emotion on his face. I gulped and nervously pulled him away from the girls that were talking to him. I could feel eyes pointing daggers at my neck as we walked away. God this is so stupid! "is this about the presentation? if it is, I've made the script, you can come to my office later-" before he could finish his sentence, I handed the letter to him. "uhm, happy, valentines day.." I nervously mumbled. I looked down as he grabbed it from my hands. "a letter?" 

"y..yea, it's okay if you throw it away.. I know it's a waste of time for you-" 

"thank you."

god, I wanted so many people to stab me right now, he probably thinks I'm weird for being gay and giving him a lett- wait- what?! he.. thanked me?! I looked up and he was smirking. Smirking. 

"u..uhm you're welcome...I hope you read it.." 

"I will." he pat my head before he left. I stood there, frozen like ice. I felt the redness spread from my face to my whole body. I probably looked like a tomato. He's actually going to read it, or.. maybe he just said that because he felt guilty- no.. no- ugh!

I sighed, fanning myself to cool down. I can feel my cheeks burn from how much I'm blushing right now. I swear, I'll definitely be able to sleep properly tonight. I turned around and headed to my dorm. There, I'll be able to freak out and over think without anyone staring at me. 

and here I am, in my dorm, writing this while I kick my feet. God, I'm so happy and nervous at the same time. What if he thinks I'm weird? hopefully he won't. 

I continue to write in my diary until I fell asleep. This day was four pages long. That's how obsessed I am over him. I remembered I couldn't wait to tell Tighnari.