yabuki nako
i met you when you had first transferred to middle school. you were the shortest of the shortest, though you were very cute. luckily by chance, you were assigned to be my partner through the rest of the semester. you were a foreigner and didn't speak korean well, and i didn't speak japanese at all. we had a language barrier but i helped you as much as i could.
later that day, i found out you were my new neighbour, and the shock on our faces made us laugh. i knew we were going to be friends for a long time.
we started talking more often and i started to study japanese on my own so i could speak to you and teach you korean. we even often sat by each other during lunch time, and ended up titling each other as "best friend"⎯ even though we couldnt understand each other. but one thing i knew about you was that you loved ice cream, mint chocolate especially. you always had that as a snack after you've eaten your meal at lunch, and even begged me to buy you ice cream as well. however, mint chocolate isnt my thing, (but you didnt know that at the time being). i bought it and ate it because it made you happy.
years passed and we were in high school, you eventually had more friends and so did i. my japanese improved a lot and so did your korean, we talked a lot and knew each other inside and out. one night in sophmore year, you had invited me to your house so we could eat ice cream and watch a movie. we always did this when we had no more work to do and had free time, it was like a tradition we had. i remember thinking how beautiful you were and kept looking at you at whatever chance i could get. i then realized i liked you, a lot, so much that it made me stop disliking mint chocolate because it reminded me of you.
junior year of high school, i grew very strong feelings for you and was unsure of how you felt, but i didnt care about that at the time. my friends and even my brother knew i liked you so much and even tell me to confess to you already. my brother became my "wing man" and would always tell me to do things to get you to notice i like you. and so i did those things, even the most cliché ones where i planted a rose in your locker.
it was cheesy but it always made you smile and cheered you up. you always told me how much you wanted to meet this secret admirer in person, but you didnt know it was me yet. so i waited until senior year to tell you that it was me and that i liked you a lot. i planned out my confession for months on end and my friends and brother helped me on it too. my brother was there to distract you away from me when i continued to plan. we didnt hang out as much as we used to and didnt do our tradition as much that year.
and the day came where i confessed to you, i love you yet you rejected me because you love my brother.
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