ɴᴏᴛᴇs | ᴋɪᴍ ɴᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ ✍︎

4

the note didn't lie.

i went to school the next day without being touched or bothered.

as a matter of fact, the main boy of the group had a bruised eye. i have no idea why, but it made me relieved that he wasn't bothering me. none of them even looked at me, including the girls.

it was like a miracle just magically happened. my mind was overwhelmed with confusion; but i'm not going to complain. not one bit.

once again, i opened my locker and i was engulfed in happiness as i read the new note.

leaning forward, i read it in my mind.

"have a good day, beautiful."

i blushed and stuck the note into my backpack, along with the others.

once again, i looked around only to find a few kids in the distance.

until my eyes landed on the purple headed boy with the same notebook.

i didn't realize i was staring until he looked up and he met my gaze.

i hurriedly looked away as i blushed all the way to my ears.

he's thinking i'm weird for sure. i wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

i quickly closed my locker and looked everywhere but him- but at the same time, i was mentally slapping myself for even thinking he could be the one who writes these heartfelt notes.

after all, beautiful people are meant to be with other beautiful people- right?

as i turned around, i wasn't aware that his cheeks were complimented by a light pink color as well.