a girl, that knows nothing of feelings. not only that, but her body is also suffering greatly.
not knowing that she was being ruled by emotions on a rollercoaster of passion, while the desire for more, more of the many beautiful feelings she feels f...
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It was almost 1:30 p.m., and Nabi spent her lunch break as she always did—on the roof of the school. The rooftop was dirty, deserted, and lonely, mirroring her feelings perfectly. Up here, she could see the sports field and the sports hall, behind which was the swimming pool. She watched the students playing basketball below, two teams fighting with all their might to win the game. Other students sat on the benches at the edge of the court, cheering for their team as if it were a real championship match.
The girl rested her head on her arms, waiting for the next cheer from the crowd. When she heard it, a sharp pain shot through her chest and heart. She didn’t understand why watching the students filled her with such sadness.
"How nice it would be if someone looked at me with such enthusiasm," she thought. "Someone who watches my every move, who never takes their eyes off me."
Nabi buried her face in her arms, feeling her heart grow heavier with each passing second. "How does it feel to be liked?" she sighed heavily. "I want to have someone to cheer me on too..."
Before she could sink further into her thoughts, she stood up and walked back inside. She couldn’t watch the spectacle anymore. As she opened the door to the roof, she nearly bumped into someone.
"Sorry, do you know where the cafeteria is?" the figure asked, scratching the back of his neck.
Nabi’s mouth twisted into a line, but inside, she giggled a little. "I just showed you around yesterday."
Jungwon scratched his neck even more, clearly embarrassed. "I’ve forgotten. Could you show me again?"
Nabi nodded, her smile making him feel lighter, as if she had taken away all his unpleasant feelings. They walked down the stairwell in silence, the quiet of the school amplifying the awkwardness. Most students were either in the cafeteria or on the sports field watching the basketball game. The silence didn’t sit well with Jungwon.
"What were you doing on the roof?" he asked suddenly.
She was taken aback by his question, which he could see on her face. "Oh, sorry, that’s none of my business—"
"It’s okay," she interrupted.
They looked at each other, and Jungwon waited for her answer, but she didn’t understand why he was looking at her so expectantly.
"You don’t seem to be used to talking," he said, raising an eyebrow.
Somehow, his directness stung. He had hit the nail on the head, and it hurt. She avoided his gaze. "I spend my lunch break there."
