𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 │ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐡𝐮𝐚

➳ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒

"what was that for? huh?"

!!RACISM AND SMOKING WARNING!!

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before i knew it the weekend was over and it was time to spend another 5 days in this hell, in an entire week i met, nearly lost and then kissed the one i loved.

crazy, i know but maihua just feels right.

i sip the wingbeen coffee.

"hey!" i heard a familiar voice call behind me, i whip my head around to see a scrambling maihua run up the street.

i step back, a bit shocked. maihua grasped my shoulders.

"whewww... fuck.. i.." maihua wheezed and panted, clutching her side. "i..... mahhhde.... it.."

i helped her stand properly.

"are.. you okay?" i ask concerned yet confused. maihua caught her breath and stood a bit higher.

"india set you set off at 7:30 so i tried to catch you but your mom said you left earlier for breakfast so i pretty much sprinted up here." maihua says. she peers at my coffee. "you chose to go to Wingbeens? how can you afford that everyday ?! that shits like $20 for a drop of milk!!"

"pahahahaaa the guy on the counter has a lil crush on me so he always puts it on the house." i say amused as maihuas face falls.

"would you.. consider him.?" maihua asks straightly.

"aww is future wife jealous..?" i play around a bit. she completely backtracks.

"pshh? what? no. i mean you can totally go and date whoever you want!" she says in a really high pitched tone. then adds quietly "not like we kissed or anything.."

"maihua i'm jooookinnggg!" i giggle. "why would i ever place my hands on that skinny, zitty boy!"

her face lights up, before i knew it we had reached my locker.

"alright i have to go to my locker" maihua says, her locker was way further down the hall than mine.

i kiss her cheek gently.

"alright, see you in form!" i say waving her off. i walk backwards, keeping my eyes on her. i spot out my locker and stand infront of it.

only to be greeted with 4 bold letter thickly written in a big black marker on the surface of my locker.