It all started with a kiss
Under the glimmering stars of a night sky
In the midst of a gentle night breeze.
Then everything just falls apart
Ten years of longing,
Ten years of wasted time,
Ten years of misunderstanding,
Ten years of lying to your ow...
"Shen Yue!" He exclaimed, his eyes widened as he probed her from the top to toe. "What the..." he trailed his words, unable to continue his talk. It was unusual. For him to feel that his tongue was tied, but seeing her that morning, with 'that kind of outfit', suddenly made him feel 'incoherent', or... worse... 'malfunctioning'.
He kept on looking towards her, confused, while she... well... she couldn't help but looking away from him shyly, because honestly, his reaction at that time, somehow made she lost her confidence as it went out of the window.
"Is it so weird?" She carefully asked while nervously pulling her skirt to cover the uncovered part of her thighs. "Or Is it too short? I couldn't find mine, so I borrowed my neighbor's, but uhm... is it too weird?"
He cleared his throat and covered his mouth before he quickly shook his head, "No. Not really—"
"So it's indeed weird." She said again, flustered.
He immediately waved his hands, "No... No, it's not... that weird. I mean... not in a bad way. But It's just... uhm... unusual..." he held back a smile, "But anyway, what's with the outfit? And the wig?" The confusion was evident at his face.
To be honest, it's not because it's weird, or too short, But somehow... I suddenly felt my brother's feelings more than ten years ago.
I feel like a pervert.
So this is how he felt at that time while he saw Lian Xin... my poor brother...
He cleared his throat for a few times to hold his smile, then he looked towards her again. She looked so nervous, unable to look towards his face.
She's so cute...— he thought
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She wore a high school uniform, without putting any makeup, and added by a short wig to hide her medium length hair.
.
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"So... what's with this high school uniform?" He finally asked her out of his curiosity. Again, he probed her from the top to toe, he couldn't help it. She looked so cute, so pure, so innocent, and he was mesmerized —if he could ignore the 'pervert' word while looking at a 'high school girl'— as he looked at her.
"Well... to be honest, i did this because of the request from the boys. As I told you yesterday, they will do a play in their school tomorrow, with the theme of snow-white. They got that theme randomly chosen, but since they don't have a girl student in their group, they asked me to be the snow-white because they don't want to dress up as a girl."
Dylan nodded, "Uhm... okay... I understand that part, but why should you use a highschool uniform? I don't understand."
"Well... they told me to use these clothes today, and not to put my makeup because they said that it will be so much awkward to act with me if I use my usual clothes and my make up, especially for the one who will be acted as the prince. So if I use these kinds of clothes, they said it might lessen the awkwardness, because I won't look too old for them."
