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IWWNM chap.2

Wait, did I say 'feeling'?
I sigh to myself, mentally cursing myself for thinking about this again, but I think...
deep down it is kinda right. It's been a week or so for me to realise this so-called feeling, but I've been in denial since then too. Even after the reminder my bestie gave to me all of the fucking days at school, but do I really, like really have a feeling for him?

Just be honest, this is so not me.
I've always been that person that just so no-no about liking someone that is younger than me. Moreover, to those who I barely know.

This thing been haunting me since a week now, swimming freely in my mind like it's nothing. But thank god, my phone ping! And it snapped me back to real life.

George: Hehehe...

Uh? What is he laughing at?
Due to my dumb and forgetful self, I scroll the chat a bit, trying to catch on what's going on. Oh, I just commented on his WhatsApp story, now I remember why. He posts his candid picture, captioning it with 'handsome guy looking at his future' and I replied it with 'what the hell is this?' following by tons of laughing emoji. Quite frankly, he did look a bit cute there, his cheeks tint red (maybe from the heat) and his look at the far-way looks exactly like someone who's wondering and looking at their future.

Reece: Whatever helps you sleep, bae... Hahahahaha

I replied before closing the chat and looking for more status update. I saw him posting a video, which is the bonfire section of 5 days ago scout-camp thingy that my school held. At first, it looks just like how a usual bonfire looks like, but then I saw the caption and suddenly wondering again. 'Just so the person would feel happier' the words read. His next story, he posted a simple 'B' with no more explanation.

B? 'B' who?

Is he having a feeling for a certain someone and not telling me?
And again, I'm thinking about the thing that I shouldn't even think about. My phone ping! again, snapping me back from my over-thinking mind.

George: Well, aren't I indeed handsome there? Hahaha

Reece: Whatever, G... whatever, hahaha

Reece: (Story attached) who?

It's better to ask straight forward than making an assumption, right?
I wait for his response, but he's just gone, disappear through the thin air until I phone choose to die. I put my shitty phone down, plugging it with the charger and left it on the coffee table.

-The next morning-

I woke up from my sleep and on instinct, I look for my phone. It was still at the corner of my room, exactly like how I left it before I passed out. Last night, when I arrived at home it was already 1 AM and I was too tired to give a damn about my phone, so I just tossed it to the corner and threw myself onto the bed.

Today's Thursday and actually I quite like this day, but sometime this day also can turn into the most hated day on my life too, it depends actually. I returned to my room after taking a really cold shower, fuck the water heater for being broken. I fixed up myself, quaffing up my dirty-blonde hair and I examine my extremely pale face.

The famous quote of 'School is boring, and no one likes it' glues on my mirror, reminding me every single day. I smiled to myself as I look at it, finding it somewhat funny. After feeling satisfied enough with my hair, I sprayed it one last time before gathering my abandoned phone.