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Minho walked in his class with his earphones on. He heard greetings from his classmates as he walked towards the back where his seat was. He was that typical dark-mysterious highschool boy. He only talked to the people he found comfortable with.

When he reached his seat, he found you, who was his seatmate and a pastel yellow paper crane. It was placed nicely on top of his table. He took a seat before picking it up.

He turned the crane around as he found writings on each of its wings.

'Dearest Minho'
and
'Open me'

Minho furrowed his eyebrows but proceed on opening the foldings.

'Good morning Minho! This is so random, but don't forget to smile and have a nice day!'
- your secret crane

Minho furrowed his eyebrows once again as he read the message. He looked around him to find the writer but none. No one seemed odd.

"Hey y/n," he called.

Nope! You weren't one of those people he felt comfortable with. But since you both were seatmates, there were times when you two talked to ask for help and things.

"Did you see who left this on my desk?" you shook your head as a response before continue reading your book.

The boy shrugged as he kept the crane in his bag. He only thought someone was messing up with him and didn't think too much of it. He never knew he'll get another one tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and the day after that.

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©kiha
November 27, 2019
20:42

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