Hit or Miss

michaeng;; 3

[twice] [girl x girl]

mina pov

Mina, Mina, Mina. She's the only person I can think about these days. Everything I do, like gazing at the blooming sunflowers in the sun's radiant light reminds me of her glowing face. People walking their cute dogs on the street reminds me of her cuteness. I sound like I'm in love, but it's impossible because I barely talk to her.

Wait never mind. I do talk to her, but maybe like one sentence a day. I don't know. She's too beautiful and pure for this world, I don't think I'm good enough for her. An aspiring rapper like me gets tonge tied around her, so you know how intense it is. My stomach's insides start tickling and I can feel my heart jump to my throat. The heat in my chest and my face could literally make me glow up like a pink candle.

I want her so badly. I want to kiss her passionately, I want her tongue swiping across my lips so badly, her hands gripping my waist causing butterflies to erupt from my fingertips.

She screams dom energy. I'm way too shy to make a move. One day, I hope she somehow notices me in my black hoodie in the back of the classroom. I hope she'll feel the same way as me. But for now, I'll have to stop this weird adoration letter that would probably look so creepy if anyone saw this. Especially Mina. LOL.

Bye diary!

-chaeyoungie

My eyes widened as I almost dropped the small sparkly pink spiral notebook on the ground. I knew it was wrong to look through someone else's things, but the fact that Chaeyoung, who always dresses in dark clothing had a glitter covered diary was insane.

And the fact that there were numerous pages dedicated to me, and how she felt about me.

She is a really cute girl though, fantasizing all these things about me. I might be a bad girl but I wouldn't do anything if she just came up to me and talked.

Hm, maybe I'll tease her for a little bit before telling my secret.

Smirking, I pulled out a pen from my pencil case and wrote a little note next to her last letter about me. Finishing it, I bit the end of my pen nervously and sat on her desk, waiting for her to rush back into class.

Did I mention how this happened?

Son Chaeyoung was in a rush to go to a class, and she had this notebook in her hand. When she was getting shoved against everyone, her notebook went flying and hit me in my ass but it didn't really hurt. To be honest, I might have snorted if I saw it happen to me. But fortunately, no one saw it and that was enough to keep my bad girl reputation.

I was in no hurry to my next class; I take my time usually, but today I have an excuse. This notebook must be returned before that baby tiger has a heart attack when she can't find it.

Poor girl. She writes in this everyday when she could have just told me and have the real thing instead.

Speaking of her, she bursts through the classroom door, her blonde short hair tangled up and her cheeks rosy from the running she did. Out of breath, her eyes frantically search the classroom door, most likely looking for the sparkly diary.

I smirk.

"Looking for this, princess?" I sweetly call out, catching her attention. Her eyes widen, her cheeks transitioning into darker shades of red as she scans the way I was sitting on her desk. When her cute little eyes land on the notebook in my hand, her breath just stops for a second.

Her body is completely still, so unmoving that it kind of scared me and I thought I had to call the nurse for a second.

"O-oh, h-haha," my princess stutters. So cute. So flustered under my gaze.