Our last year in high school.
I don't know why it change suddenly but I guess it because everyone was getting ready for college life and it's our last year being in highschool so everyone wants to make the most out of it.
So that time, I don't know how but we've became kind of close. You started to share about yourself, your frustrations, family problems and some of your secrets. Then I'll listen and give you some advice.
I really felt sorry about you that time, because I didn't know you are deeply hurt inside. That you have scars that are not healed from the past. Right there I realized I want to take care of you.
And then I started to fall for you not because I pity you but because I saw something about you. That you're more than what meets the eye. That I want to get to know you more.
I still remember the time in our TLE class when we got to checked each other's paper after we had a quiz that day. Because after checking and returning the paper to its corresponding owners you wrote beside my score "nice job" if I remember it correctly. I really felt the heat on my face as I smiled awkwardly to you.
And when our teacher get our checked papers, he notice about the thing you wrote and announce it to the whole class. I can't imagine how red is my face that time.
I also remember the time when your friend (our classmate) who was sitting at my back saw my drawing of you where there's a caption " I hate that I love you" then he told you about that. Imagine how embarrassed I felt that time.
And then I just woke up one day that everyone started to tease us. Everyone in class knew that you are my crush and of course I think you knew even if I denied it a million times.
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The Man who can't be Name
Literatura FemininaAn open letter to someone from the past.