My name is Krystal Latz, that chubby girl sitting around the school with a serious face always plastered on her face. My posture screams out elegance, authority and gracefulness; something you can't see from some of the girls around our age. You can say Im used in being different.
My classmates distinguish me to have a short temper, sassy and scary. I'm not.
No one greeted me as I entered the classroom, it's not like everyone is my enemy, they just seem to stay away from me; I guess. "Krystal," I look behind me to see Ela, my introverted close friend calling me, "Did you do your homework?"
I nodded, "Of course, I did. Mother could get a bit nasty about me not doing my homeworks." She chuckled, "Every mother's dream is for their children to graduate, you know," I agreed inside of my head, sitting beside her only to remain silent.
He was always earlier than I ever will be. Probably he goes to school forty minutes earlier, if not, maybe earlier. I stared at him from afar, Merion Alurk. His last name sounds alot of alert and its pretty. Unlike mine, Krystal Latz, it sounds like lots and could be means of I eat a latz.
His squad calls him Mayo, and the jocks add Fafa which makes his nickname Fafa Mayo.
Weird? Nah. I think it's cute. I never called him that and never talked to him in a maximum span of an hour, sad, but true. I dont have the courage, the confidence and I very well knew that I don't deserve him.
He has the average tan skin and you won't notice how goodlooking he is if you don't stare at him for seconds, but his personality...that's where I fell hard, his discipline, his respect towards rightful men, the justice and fairness coming out of his body, I fell inlove with how he really is.
He was such a sweetheart.
His smile could light up a whole room. His laugh is melodic and music to my ears. How his eyes becomes small whenever he grins, and I love the part when he fidgets whenever he gets rushed, embarrassed or shy, I love everything about him.
But my feelings aren't enough to call what I feel; Love.
I wouldn't use such a deep word to what it seems to me, a very shallow feeling. I never expected anything like mutual relationships, perhaps I dislike feeling mutual because it scares me. It scares me how it can destroy me easily. If we were in a state called mutual, my confidence would get low if ever he slipped away.
Which was highly possible.
I am so scared of handling such fragile things.
Argh. I glared at my reflection. Youre not even worth it, stop dreaming. The only thing that was bonding the two of us were the similar likes for a game; Mobile Legends.
Ela taps me last Tuesday, "Choose Taehyung over him." Him. I know who she was talking about. "I love Taehyung," I pointed out, "I only like him. My feelings are shallow for him and could break away any moment. But my feelings for Taehyung is greater, and couldnt be broken."
Ranna sighed, "We all know that if you like someone it only gets worse, when you like someone; your feelings gets deeper and deeper, especially if he's just nearby." Ela added, "You can't even let go of the memories you had with your first love."
I shook my head, "No. I only like him because he reminds me of my first love, his haircut, his smile, his personality, he only reminds me of my first love."
"And it'll get worse," Ranna looks at me dead in the eye. "It will get worse until you realize you can't live without him, even for just an hour,"

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