You entered the class with her.
Everyone started whispering amongst each other.
"Who is that?"
"Dam she's hot."
"They make a cute couple."
I looked towards them. I couldn't help but agree to the last statement made by some random girl.
You caught my eye and winked.
I don't know what to feel about that.
After school, you managed to find me at the school's library reading a book.
You sat beside me rested your head on your arms on the table. Like you always do.
And you stared at me.
I didn't want him to stare because I'm not beautiful.
Why was I feeling insecure again?
He will noticed my flaws. Like how I have one pimple on my forehead and another one at my temple. How I have a small mole at the side of my neck. How I have a weird looking face shape.
I didn't want him to see that.
That's when I realized,
My confidence was starting to die out.
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The Girl who wears Sweater
Historia Corta"One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder." ------------------------------------------------ Story of a sad & lonely girl and a curious boy. ***trigger warning
