ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ. ˡᵉᵉ ᶠᵉˡⁱˣ

Six.

Perfect is the opposite of me.

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your POV.

Three months passed, and during those times Ms Choi never stopped shooting bullets on you. Today was her 60th birthday. She'll retired from being a teacher. She disliked you. But, early this morning, you bumped on to her on the way to you class. Unexpectedly, she hugged you and told you that she always forgive her students.

Which left you confused and lose your focus the rest of the day. Your eyes may sticked to the board yet, your mind was elsewhere.

Felix kept asking about you but you just shrugged and run from the topic.

After a whole three months and 14 days you finally smiled for the first time. The stress growing inside rose down all of the sudden.

Later that night, you received a call. Your mom said it was one of your friends so you just took the phone and went somewhere private. 

When you bring the device on your ear level, you was greeted by an unfamiliar voice.

"Hi, y/n."

                                                                                                                 "Who's this?"

"It's me."

                                                                                                                      "Me who?"

You hear a groan from the other side and you chuckle.

"It's Felix."

                                                                                                                           "What?"

Your eyes went wide even though he can't see it. Panicked rush through you veins. Scared if you were caught for talking to a boy.

"y/n-"

                                                                                 "How the hell did you get                                                       my phone number? You shouldn't called me.                                                                                        Do you want me to die?"

You cutted him off and bombed him questions. The other line went silent until you hear someone mumbled a sorry into the phone. You sigh and replied him.

                                                                                              "It's okay. Goodnight."

You didn't know but he's smiling widely on to the phone.

"Goodnight, y/n."

End of your POV.

Sweet dream, angel. Can't wait to see you at school tomorrow. I love you. 

The smile on the boy's face was suddenly replaced with a sad one.

I have to enjoyed looking at her angelic face while I have the time to do so.