The girl they will never have

42.

This is gonna be the last chapter of the book.

I was walking to my class the next day when I felt someone walking beside me. I looked at my right and saw that it was Mehi. I groaned internally at the bee that I attracted yesterday. And this was the sole reason why I never talked to my crushes. They have a power over us when we admit them our feelings. And even if they don't like us,we seem to be a new toy for them.

I thought about all the reasons that I could use to shoo him away. I knew for a fact that my glares wouldn't be much effective. So I had to think of something worth believable .

"Hey."

I looked at him and didn't bother to reply him. I almost acted like I didn't know him. I was a perfectionist in this field. My I-don't-care-attitude was always in handy at times like this. And I am too thankful for that.

"Yeah?"

"We met yesterday. So! How about we hang out sometime after college,huh?"

Yeah. As if. I would rather spend that time doing maths than spending it with you and believe me,I would give anything for not studying maths. But somehow,maths looked more appealing. Just for now.

"I don't know you. Who are you?"

"I'm Mehi."

He replied in a duh tone and I resisted myself to roll my eyes. He gave me the look as if telling me telepathically about yesterday's incident. I simply stared back at him blankly and kept walking .

"Ofcourse you wouldn't know me. You are always busy trudging the hallways as though you would win something for being the first to reach your next class. You don't even look up or even around you. You do a marathon of walking. And even in packed spaces,you somehow sneak out. And you look down at the floor as though it is the best thing in the world to look at."

Mehi told with a smile and I simply ignored him. He already had a girlfriend. I didn't knew that,given that I thought he was a junior. But Angie told me yesterday that he was the most handsome guy in architecture. All girls swooned on him but he already had a two months old girlfriend. But Mehi wasn't the bad boy kind of guy. He was actually a prankster and a joker by his talks. He also had his own charm that helped him in his popularity. A sweet talker to be precise.

He was right actually. I never saw him before even though it's been three years. I always walked down the hallways with my eyes on the floor. With my height,I could only end up seeing others chest if I looked up to my level. And that is not something I'm fond of. I'm sane enough to keep my eyes off both girl's and guy's chest. If I looked up,I would end up seeing guys with their smirks or winks. Not a good thing to look now. So the safest place to see is the floor. And with the crowded hallways,I would always manage to get out sneakily because of my small body frame. And most people here thought I was a high school student. It's not like they observe me but that's something I have heard from most of my classmates. Even Yeon had asked me if either of my parents were a professor and I just tagged along with them,and that I wasn't actually a student .

My phone beeped and I removed it from my pocket. It was a message from Yamin and I didn't bother to open it. They were always the same. Asking me out. And I never bothered to reply him. And if I did,I always asked how he was and added a "bro" at the end. Even though he knew I would never date him,he was still persistent. Sometimes,he would mock me and other times, he would be really good. He was too confusing. I always considered him as a brother but he always founded a way to ignore it.

I don't know what it is about my face,but everyone in my extended family thinks I'm a player. The first time I had heard it,I laughed for two good minutes. But somehow,I never corrected it. Even if I did,they never believed me. I was linked with every guy. With Ayaan. With Yamin. With Aly. Thank god that they didn't knew about Zaid, Usan and Yeon,or else that would be totally miserable.