Unremembered

Forgetting

"What is your name?"

"My name is......"

"What?"

"My name is......"

No matter how many times she tried to say her name, somehow I can't remember it. She looked happy to me. But, there's something that she's trying to hide, what is it? Who are you? What do you want? Why are you talking to me? But what if? What if......

"Hey! Let's talk about that show from last night! It was so amazing; I can't get it out of my mind!"

"Stop screaming, I can literally hear you without the need to scream."

The one who just screamed his heart out is my friend Adrian. He's good-looking enough to let the girls in our entire 1st year admire him, due to his black hair that is stylish, his body is also well-built, even for a boy, his eyes where, at first glance is intimidating, but when you know him, he's a gentle person. He's also got good grades, but he's not trying to get the top spot. He's also athletic enough to join the basketball, volleyball, and other teams yet he refused for some reason. While I, a normal student with black hair, black eyes, and I just noticed that my ears look like an elven one. But here I am rotting in a corner of our classroom, my grades are mediocre; looks are so-so, and I'm not athletic enough to join those teams but I can run fast enough from a killer.

"Ehh... But I'm serious! I can't get it out of my mind!" "All right Adrian, but calm down for a minute. The teachers will scold us for this."

He sighed and sat on a chair that is in front of me. And then he continued to energetically say to me about that show he watched last night.

"How can you stay up late at night and yet wake up early to get to school?" "That's my secret!"

"Damn it! That's the only part I envy about you. Dumbass!"

"Hey, don't let your dark side spill out now. That's the reason no girl likes you! Hahahaha!"

"Who said about not letting his dark side spill?"

"..................."

"Hahahahahaha!" We both laughed at ourselves afterwards.

It was afternoon, I don't know what time it is, and I don't want to know anyways. One of our classmates said that our next teacher can't come and that we can already go home, so all of my classmates roared and got their bags and went outside the room.

"Hah... I'm left alone to clean the classroom. Are my classmates really high school students? This is one of the reasons this country can't get out of this predicament."

As I self-talk and began to walk to clean the whiteboard, I suddenly heard a girl's voice, "So that was the side you don't want anyone to see, huh? But don't worry; our classmates are high school students."

I quickly turned to see who said it and it was one of my classmates. If I remember correctly, her name is...

"...June."

"Did you say something?"

"As I said, my name is June. You should have known me by now. We are classmates for months already."

"Wait, did you read my mind?"

"How can I even do it? For a boy, you seem pretty dumb."

"I'm sorry I can't meet your expectations for a boy then."

I turned around and I thought to myself, "Damn this girl! I'll admit, she is beautiful, her hair is long and it is black, her smile is too genuine though but her face is too good to be true, and her figure, on second thought, IS SHE A HIGH SCHOOL STUDENT? But never mind that! I know that I didn't even know and can't even remember her name but for her to insult me like this!"