02Wen Junhui
"That's like the 14th peach letter this week, Momo" Nayeon looked at the letter I'm holding with the same curious eyes as mine.
"Yeah.. the letters your fans usually give you are red, pink, yellow or even just plain papers" Dahyun scanned the trash bag beside her filled with letters for me.
To be honest, I don't really like letters that much.. I usually receive a hundred daily from the other class' boys but this letter I'm holding right now is rather.... special
I started receiving peach letters last week. I usually find love letters in my locker but these peach letters are with my lunch from the cafeteria.
Yes, it comes with my lunch.
Whenever I ask the lunch lady about it, she always tells me that someone has been sneaking on their trays lately and it must have been placed there.
But why the heck is it named for Momo?
"Open it, Momo!" Jeongyeon rested her chin on her palm and looked at me. Waiting for me to open the peach letter.
"What did he write this time?" they all asked with curiosity.
I opened the letter with a sigh and read it aloud.
And thus the stars shone brightly
Like your eyes when you smile
The crescent moon like your smile sparkled
Oh did your problems unwind?As corny as it is I hope you're fine like this letter you're reading
doesn't rhyme? Who cares
As long as you keep on reading it it's worth the cringe and painI frowned at the cheesiness of the letter. Can he get cornier than this?
"Wow" The girls clapped slowly while mouths in awe. Did they impress them? Did that cringey love letter impress them?
"Momo, it's a keeper" Jeongyeon said and pointed at the paper. My brows raised at her statement. Keeper?
Not a chance
I aint planning on living with cheese..
"Yeah, Momo unnie, look at that!" Dahyun pointed at the back of the paper I'm holding so I flipped it.
It was a selca of a guy with me behind him, talking to Nayeon unnie..
Only his eyes were visible in the photo but damn he looks good.
"He looks familiar" Nayeon unnie grabbed the photo and scanned the setting. "I think he's in your class Momo".
"He does look a bit Chinese to me though" Jeongyeon said and grabbed the photo. "I mean.. his eyes and nose.. look for him, Momo" she warned and we all stormed off when the class bell rang.
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"So Class.. have you ever thought of confessing your feelings for someone? A girl perhaps?" Mr. Shin was walking back and forth upfront while teaching us self confidence.
Moral Class.. psh
"Maybe one of the guys here confessed.. were you guys rejected?"
All all were suddenly on me. The girls who envy me and the boys who confessed through letters but was rejected. All eyes were filled with anger, hatred, disbelief and sadness.
Was I actually this cruel?
Rejecting these guys efforts on writing me flattering stuff by burning them?
Gee.. I guess the whole class hates me now..
But one..
I saw a guy standing beside the window, his back facing me. His black hair was shining with the rays of sunlight and his skin was joining in the shine.
He looks perfect just by his back view.
I guess it's the class minus this kid then..
"Mr. Wen Junhui" Mr. Shin suddenly walked his way to the guy and grabbed something.
It was a peach letter..
"Mind sharing your business, Mr. Wen Junhui?" Mr. Shin asked with anger. The guy stood up sighed.
"I was fixing my things Mr. Shin.. I didn't intend to disturb the class" he said with an accent. Is he also Japanese?
His figure doesn't say so though..
"Oh! So if you are truely listening and if you have the so called self confidence, who don't you confess right here? Now.. to the girl you like"
The class started whispering as Mr. Shin tried to scare Junhui. Wen Junhui.. is he Chinese?
"I'd be glad to.." he murmured. He turned around and faced my row. He was looking at me. His face full of confidence and fear. A mix of Yang and Ying.
"Momo Hirai.. I've been sending you letters recently and I.. " he stopped for a minute and sighed. I on the other hand was blushing like crazy!
This is the first time someone will actually confess to me through words and not letter.. and this guys.. this Wen Junhui, the definition of visuals is actually doing it!
"I was the guy sending you peach letters" he continued. I smiled at the thought of his cheesiness.
He actually said it..
"Well.. Ms. Hirai, what do you think?" Mr. Shin asked me and the class started whispering again..
He'll get rejected for sure
Does he really think momo read his letters? Damn mine was threw out of her locker before she even noticed it
hmph Jun oppa is only mine! She should reject him!
"I've read them" I smiled. He seems to know that I did read his letters because his triumphant smile is still plastered on his face.
"So.. would you like to go to the cafe later?" he asked ever so cooly with a hint of gentleness.
The whole class stared at me. Waiting for my answer.
"Sure" I said and smiled. He was smiling like crazy and even fist bumped with the guy beside him. He looks so happy..
"And that class is how you should confess to someone.. Now if your parents hate the idea of you two dating, never blame me. Blame the peach paper"
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