February 14, 2019
I made sure that I brought all of my academic stuff so that I can survive this boring day. February 14 is just a normal day for me but unfortunately, not for my school. They have this celebration called "Valentine's Day" and I just can't take looking at all these couples so I'm planning to drown myself in school works instead.
As I walked past our school gate, I can already see bouquet of roses, bunch of balloons, couples, and red stuff everywhere. Ugh. Why does Valentine's Day need to be this grand? Not to be bitter or such but isn't it something that a couple should celebrate by themselves and not by the whole campus? I cringe.
I decided to go to my locker first to get my remaining stuff because I will be spending my whole day in the library and I have no plan of going out 'til the program end.
On my way, I stopped as I saw him laughing with his friends. Sancho. My four-year crush – if you can still consider that as a 'crush'.
Why does he need to be this perfect? I murmured as I stared to his perfectness.
His posture, his built, his aura, his face, his smile, everything is just so perfect. The way he laugh so hard and the way he bite his lips to stop himself from laughing too loud, so flawless. The way he comb his hair using his fingers and the way his deep dimples show every time he talk, no one ever did that better than him.
I was so preoccupied that I didn't notice him walking towards me until he waved his perfect hand in front of my face. I almost jumped out of surprise and he just laughed at me.
Shit. Did he see me staring at him?
"Are you alright? You seemed to be out of this world." He asked and smiled at me.
Damn those perfect set of white teeth.
"Yeah, I'm good, just thinking about some stuff. Sorry." I smiled back at him to cover up my nervousness as I felt my heart beat fast.
Ugh. We're so close he might notice my knees trembling.
Dear self, please don't betray me this time.
"I see. So, do you have plans for today?" He asked as he bites his lips. Damn his mannerism, that makes me want to kiss him more. Such a tease.
I shrugged my thoughts off my head. For goodness' sake, he already has his 'love of his life'.
"Yeah. I'm planning to spend my whole day in the library to isolate myself from all these nasty couples. How about you?" I answered, whispering. Someone might hear us and I don't want to cause another drama.
He laughed and whispered too.
"That sounds boring." He teased. I just shrugged.
"Well, I do that every year. And it's fun." I whispered. Now we look like idiots gossiping over some random shits.
"Oh really? I'll join you next time then." We both laughed.
"Sancho! Let's go!" Josh called him.
"Gotta go, I'm preparing to confess to the love of my life. Wish me luck." He whispered back then walked away. He even winked at me before he completely turned his back.
I was left standing there, dumbfounded. Wow. I pushed him for years to confess but now that he's finally gonna do it, why does it hurt so bad?
I wonder who the lucky girl is. I bet she's perfect too, or maybe she is a part of the cheer-leading, or a team captain of the volleyball team? I don't know but maybe she's popular, unlike me, I'm a nobody, which is why I never dared to confess to Sancho. At least we're friends; I'm already cool with that.
