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"I'M NOT LATE!"
You chanted as Flash came out in you. Sprinting down the sidewalk, you look at your wristwatch. You only have one minute left to reach the school.
You helped your parents prepare for a party as a perfect older sister. Doyum, your younger brother who just turned fifteen and your family had a big party for him. But his attitude still doesn't change a little. He is still a cheeky and antic boy.
You doubled your run's speed, hoping you were on time. You stayed up late yesterday doing the mountainous dishes. At the same time, Doyum drowned himself and his friends in orange juice. Yes, orange juice.
"I can make it! I'm not late! Lord God, please!" You prayed.
After that, you felt a warm hand tap your shoulder.
"Lose some weight, Y/N! You are so slow!" Subin teased you as he passed you by. He gave you a goofy face while you gladly reciprocated it with your frown face.
Next to him is his girlfriend, Alice. "Good morning, Y/N! You'll be late!"
"I'M NOT GOING LATE!" You screamed at them at the top of your lungs.
"Yeah, said a person who has been consecutively late for three days. It will be the fourth day!" Subin said.
"I said I'm not!"
You watched the lovey-dovey run toward the school gate, chuckling. While watching them, a realization hit you, you have 'no boyfriend since birth.' You have always wanted to have one.
You could still remember that you wished to have your Prince Charming before you turned eighteen. Just like in fairy-tale, you waited until midnight excitedly for some magical (shining, shimmering, splendid) fairy godmother to appear but was never happened. You had two flings before, but not even one has gotten severe. You don't know why.
Are they afraid of me? But I look approachable and friendly.
Unlikable?
Should I be more pretty?
You don't have an ideal guy in 'details.' You want someone who will appreciate, respect and love you wholeheartedly. You always wonder how the warmth from your lover's embrace feels.
How does it feel to walk hand in hand with someone you love?
Just come to think, you have someone to lean on every time difficulties come in your life. It excites you the moment when everything stops, and it's only you and him in your world. Hearts are doing flips every time you are with him. And the feeling of butterflies having a circus around in your stomach.
How does it feel?
You might sound... desperate. But you want to know how it feels.
