Day6 Dating Game and Short stories

Letting Go

"I have something to tell you. Let's meet up." This is what he told me yesterday. Now, I was sitting in front of him, facing each other. But, he still did not open his mouth since I arrived. He is my friend. I met him when I was five years old. People said that I'm lucky to be friend with him because he is kind and friendly. Because of his personality, he got a lot of friends and no wonder a lot of girls are chasing after him. Surprisingly, he told me that he was not interested.

Actually, we have made an agreement years ago when we were 17 years old. I was in need for money and he took the opportunity to make me his special one. The truth is he wanted to chase away the girls who wanted him to be their boyfriend. Since then, I live my life in a terrible way. Although he promised that he would always help me when I was in hot soup, my life is still terrible. But, I love my life after I met him.

Once, when I was in a toilet at my school, someone poured a pail of smelly water onto me. It was a tragic experience for me as I did not bring any clothes to school as usual. Then, I walked to my classroom with my wet, smelly uniform. My classmates laughed at me except him. He looked pitifully at me. I felt very pathetic so I ran out from the classroom. I went to my secret place, which was the rooftop. Then, I figured out that he followed me. He put a consoling arms around my shoulders. When I was in pain, he is always there for me.

There was also an incident where some girls picked on me. They said that I was too ugly and not eligible to study in this school because I was poor. I admitted I was poor. I tried to go to another school but the teacher did not allow me to. I was their hope to increase the school's reputation. I had no option but to stay. 

"Luna, are you listening?" He asked while waving his hand in front of my face. I pushed his hand away. 

"The scenery behind you is kind of distracting," I said, even though it is a lie. He turned his head and looked behind him. There was nothing interesting going on but he did not turn his head yet. I knocked the table and he immediately looked back at me.

"I have something to tell you. I know, since three years ago, your life has been terrible. You cannot live like others. You cannot go around as you like. So, I want to let you go. I know I cannot make you happy. I have you let you go that you can be happy," he said. This is unexpected. He stood up and walked out from the cafe. I looked blankly at the seat in front of me. Then, I saw something on that seat. I stood up and took it. It said that he had about two months before he left. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and sent a message to him.

"I have something to tell you. Let's meet up,"