i was just his junior.
i wished i was more than a junior.
i know i've liked way weeks after we met, but the feeling with him was way different than it was with others.
i felt like i was at home with him, i felt like i've knew him my entire life.
this boy, this senior, i can't get rid of no matter how many tries.
my friends are tired, tired of hearing his name. oh how i wish i was the girl he loves.
an academic achiever, with an academic victim. does it goes well together? i don't know. he was in a smart class, he is a popular student, almost everyone knew him.
but me? i struggled with school, my mental health and everything. i don't think i have reached his standards.
afterall, i was just his junior.
