From: Loser
I know this is the first time that I write during White Day.
I want you to know that I am a mess.
I'm sleepless.
Last night, I tried on making chocolates, but it ended bitter, so I had to make another one but it was still bitter. My brother who likes chocolate so much declined profusely to taste my chocolates.
Damn that brat.
I've wasted a lot of chocolate and I'm only left with one last set of bars, if I blew this up, it's over.
And I did blow it up.
My mom gave me another money to buy a chocolate rather than making new ones. She also added that it would be shameful to give her a failure piece of chocolate.
I refused to go on school today. I didn't have the face to see her. I didn't have anything good to give her other than the chocolates made by others.
I felt terrible.
I fell asleep in the couch. And as afternoon struck, I felt my younger brother slapped me on my cheek. And like a lightning strikes, I woke up. He got home, huh.
I glared at him, but it was useless. He laughed on me. I warned him and he just stuck his tongue out before running away.
I chased him to teach him a lesson. Mom wasn't home, so it means I can pinch his cheeks till he cries.
But as we both reached the kitchen, I saw a girl in a familiar uniform. My brother hugged her knee to get away from me.
It was her. With her smile.
'I was surprised not to see you in school. So, I decide to check on you and I think you're okay.' She said in ease.
She lifted my brother on his high chair and served him a cake.
'Why is it there's so many chocolates around here?'
I asked since I don't remember that I bought them.
'Noona got them. So many! And she even has a cake. There's a lot of men who likes noona. I like you too, noona!'
My ugly brat brother cheered and she giggles.
I let her alone on the school at the day of White Day. She surely received a lot. She even had cakes. I wondered if anybody confessed to her.
'I'm going out.' I informed as I tied my shoelaces.
'You can't leave him alone.' She notified me. She was about to leave.
'I have to buy you a chocolate.' I said stubbornly.
'I got mine.' Again, she flashed a smile that blows my heart.
'No! That's a failure! It's bitter. That's no much from the chocolates you received.'
I tried snatching the chocolates, only to be trapped in awkward situation. My arms wrapped around her and our faces were near to each other.
'You made them, so I liked them. I can make bitter chocolate drink with it. If possible. Thank you.'
She kissed me on the cheek, before gently pushing me away.
'I gave my chocolates to your brother, but I am keeping this.' She raised the tupperware with the failed chocolates.
I could still remember her smile before she closed the door.
Drat.
I promise to get my revenge, but I will claim it on her lips.
Soon.
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Fanfiction[Series] Book 1 of Seventeen // Jeon Wonwoo In which Wonwoo read messages that was sent to him of a boy from ten years ago. ©Luhaenshii, 2017 8/15/20 - 242/1.26k -jeonwonwoo PLAGIARISM IS A A CRIME. DO NOT STEAL OTHER'S WORK.