1.
"Peter, I like you"
Finally I could feel comfortable, after practicing to myself in front of the mirror for many times.
When I was gonna step into the classroom, I was still thinking about which moment to confess, right after that lesson or when the school day was over.
However, my classmate Clara caught my arms immediately when seeing me:
"Linda, I heard that Peter and Julie were seen to have lunch together today. Are they a real couple now?"
I couldn't help a surprised expression on my face: "What?"
Clara complained: "Julie just has a nice face, not mentioning her mean personality. What is in Peter's mind now, he really likes her?"
I felt a down in my mood after two days preparing for the confession.
But I have a bad habit, it is that I won't stop until things don't allow me to go any further.
I tried to give out a smile, answering Clara: "Maybe they're just friend"
She nodded to my words: "You're Peter's deskmate, and have a good relationship with him, so I just wonder a bit for you"
I didn't reply her, and just came back to my seat silently.
Peter hadn't come back to the classroom yet.
I opened the book and tried to concentrate, but what was in my mind at that moment was only Clara's words.
2.
I didn't notice when the chair next to me got dragged out.
The scent of tobacco on Peter's shirt filled the air in my nose.
I clenched my fists under the table, trying my best to turn to him and give a confident look.
"Peter" - I called him.
It seemed that he was texting someone.
When he heard my voice, he turned off the smartphone, looking upon me and raising his eyebrows a bit.
He meant "Ask?"
"I..."
"Peter!" - A classmate ran to us, interrupting me.
I turned to look at my book again.
That classmate gave out a mischievous smile, asking: "I just heard some big rumors about our big brother Peter in the school"
Peter just gave him a slight attention: "Spit it out"
That classmate didn't get angry, instead asked directly:
"You and Julie... Are really a couple now?"
My heart immediately felt like being squeezed hard, I waited for his answer as if waiting for a judgement.
The wind blew outside the window, but it was nothing compared to the coldness in that teenager's voice.
"And? Impossible?" - Peter smiled gently, answering.
He indirectly admitted.
3.
I knew Peter had a "white moonlight", but that girl only concentrated on studying, she had no interest in love and even moved to a another school then.
I had a chance to observe the bored Peter during that time.
Once while we were having a self-studying lesson in the evening, he tilted his head a bit while asking me:
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Bạch Nguyệt Quang vô vọng - The hopeless "white moonlight"
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