-- Wait, are you sick?
-- No, just common colds.
Looking at my serious face, Henry shrugged realizing he lost, and then he whispered:
-- Really, i pretend to be sick to finish the planes isn't it amazing?
My eyes was wide-open looking at Henry. I know that's a silly reason, a joke. But in his eyes, I saw an indescribable passion. Maybe Henry really liked planes.
- So when I finished it, let me accompany you. Be with me.
I end up having problems there because I know he won't say the reason why he is always absent in school. While I'm lost with my thoughts, hHenry looked at me intently. Then, he put his hand to my chin and say:
-- I'm really happy when I'm talking to you!
I feel like my blood came rushingly to my face. I'm blushing! But then, I pretend to be writing notes, afraid that he'll know my feelings.
One day, he left the school again for a week. I waited for him patiently in school but he didn't show up. At that moment, I know he's in the hospital.
He is seriously ill, physically weaker than ordinary people. I don't know why he is sick but I am glad he is resting well. I often visit him. At times, he's happy to hear my stories and I am happy to hear his stories too. Sometimes, he don't say anything and we remain in silence. During those times, I quietly sat and stacked the colorful paper planes he made and placed them in a glass jar for him.
Then this day came that he is fine and now back to school. That afternoon, Henry and I stayed on the third floor, launching planes, wtching them swayed with the wind. Henry laughs very brightly. He said that that moment is beautiful and precious to him and he wants to remember it forever.
Everything is perfect but then, Henry left school and returned to the hospital again. This time, his illness is worse and the teacher announced that he'll be gone from school for a long time.
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Just like the old times, I went to the hospital to visit him. When I arrived, Henry is lying on the bed, wearing the white hospital gown, looking at the sunshade window. Pictures of him vanishing with the sunlight makes me feel a vague fear. I grabbed Henry's hand tightly. He motioned me to come near him. I thought he wants to say something so I leaned closer to him. Surprisingly, i felt a light kiss on my lips. I was astonished to see Henry, my thoughts and reactions were loading. He just smiled gently. I want to burst into tears like a child but I can't let him see me like that...
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After that precious moment, I wasn't able to see Henry in school, in the hospital. There is no sign of Henry. I never imagined our moment will be gone just like how a colorful plane flew with the wind and never came back.
Back to my normal self, I'm also busy with my own plans. But I will never forget Henry. His image is stucked in my mind and my first kiss remains will forever be him. The sweetest kiss of my life. Each time I'm re-reading the book "Momo" or watching the rain fall , I see a familiar scene in the past. I see Henry, his image never changes. That is why I always sit near the window, overlooking the courtyard with flower pots and trees, and I see him in my own world. He's playing the guitar, making a great melody, plucking and strumming it with his heart then singing my favorite BTS song "Spring day". Just like what the song says, I miss you my friend..
I think, having a school age love is beautiful and meaningful, so what you should do is to express your feelings and emotions before it's too late. What do you think?
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