It was in the summer that I met you.
You were so handsome and cute, that I didn't know what to do.
When I started seeing you around my school, I freaked out, but I was also happy.
I don't know why I felt they way I felt, I just know I felt something for you even if we never talked.
Turns out you are a freshman, that means you're younger than me, but I don't care, I still want to see you and hopefully, one day I can talk to you.
It turns out that one day, is today! I finally got to talk to you, though not in the way I wanted to. Atleast, we're getting to know each other in the process.
Even if it seems that you would rather cut up your own leg than talk to us seniors.
I knew why, I mean, we the seniors are forcing you guys to get signatures from the seniors.
I want to say I'm sorry for doing that, but it's for your own good even if you might not like it now.
I saw you again, and I tried to talk to you, but you walked away.
I know I'm your senior, but... I'm clueless on what to do.
I don't know what I feel for you yet and I'm afraid that if I get too close, I'll lose you so I make sure I don't.
I don't know how you stay so positive and garrlous. I, on the other hand, am awkward and taciturn. I don't think we could work, because we're so different.
I'm cold to people, I don't let them in. I say things in the harshest way possible. No one, except my friends and parents, know or likes me.
I know why I'm drawn to you, you're my opposite. How could I not be drawn to you?
My question is:
Why do you chase after me?
