《 ❝ 'a bus is nothing but a public transport with a very cramp and limited space' ❞
❝ I used to be so narrow minded, but you changed my perspective, though ❞
❝ maybe the philosophy of appreciating little things are true after all ❞
her life is a cha...
➴When two complete strangers meet for the first time, there is always an awkward silence between them, no one knows who exactly the person in front of them might be, no one knows if it's their first and last meeting. But why does his heart keep thudding repeatedly when he sees her? Is this what they called love at the first sight? Oh please, he's Hwang Hyunjin. He doesn't believe in that kind of bullshit
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It was an eventful morning, whilst everyone else was busy heading to their workplace and school, Heerin was hiding herself from the world. Feeling too afraid to fight for the consequences and to act free without getting the judgmental looks from others.
Pulling her legs closer to her chest, she cried her eyes out. The sunlight was too bright that it blinded her eyes. Much like a dumb reason to break out in the middle of the park. Looking up to her watch, she saw that the time has already at 8.00 am. She wiped the tears that were running down her cheeks. Even though she looked obviously like she's been crying for hours, but at times like this, she couldn't careless. No one ever looked at my direction anyways.
Standing on her feet, Heerin picked up her bag pack before walking to her school. It was her last year of high school. She was hoping that she could bear with it until she finally graduated, but the amount of challenges she kept countering made her somewhat wanted to give up.
Pushing the door to her class, she could already hear the whispers coming from her classmates. All of them were talking about her. Or was she only being paranoid? Heerin walked to her seat when a girl from her class stuck her leg in her way, concluding her to fall off to the floor.
Face. Landed. First.
Her nose was bleeding, but it wasn't the thought that's clouding her mind now. She waited and waited for the only reason that's keeping her strong and motivated to continue attending to this hell. She waited for herself to being pulled in a tight embrace, getting the comforts she yearned more than anything else on this world. Her hope gone wasted as she could only feel the blood running down her nose. She stood up with her weak legs and heavy heart and went to sit in her place. She pulled out some tissues from her bag and wiped the blood from her nose. Again, she could feel pairs of eyes on her as the murmurs kept lingering louder and louder.
Some minutes later, the teacher of the first period made her appearance. Heerin was focusing on the lesson when she felt a piece of paper landed in front of her. It was a paper plane. A smile automatically formed across her face. Even without looking to the name written on it, she had already guessed the owner of it. His handwriting, the way he folded the paper, the doodles; they were all too familiar for her to not recognize at the first sight.
