after pulling myself together, i waited. i waited until i found the right time to talk to mina.
but most importantly, i watched her. like a creepy ass stalker, i watched her from afar, admired her of how she slowly take steps towards her dreams, and at the same time feel bad at how i couldn't be there beside her in the process.
i would message her from time to time, greeting her goodmornings and goodnights, and then my day would be complete with a single reply from her once in a while.
it went on for a week before i started approaching her in the three chances i have when we crosses each other's paths, to which she would awkwardly entertain me like a stranger. i would ask her out for a coffee treat around the campus, and she would accept it with enough persuasion. i just knew how she couldn't resist the idea of waffles and coffee.
slowly, i felt like we were starting over again from square one, and i'm thankful enough that she's giving me a chance to spend time with her like this.//
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2. white rose 》jeongmi
KurzgeschichtenThis is a sequel. Please do not read without reading the first part of the story. First Part is titled "Black Swan".
