While the boy you were in love with and the boy you wanted to punch into a different dimension were talking about you, you were deep inside Kai Dreamland.
Almost every night, you dreamed about dating him. Being able to feed each other food, holding each other's hands, cuddling, and being able to do 'justcouplethings" with him. This dream, however, was very different.
Unbeknownst to you, a past flashback was about to happen, and it would make you finally realize why you liked Kai so much.
You were looking at your very young self in third person, who was wearing a weird wire contraption shaped like a sphere. Draped on top of the contraption was a dirty brown blanket, and stuck on top of it were what were supposed to be sprinkles and icing sugar. The sprinkles and icing sugar were made of horribly cut colored paper, and they looked like they were on the brink of dropping off because of the faulty glue gun job that was barely keeping the whole costume together. You had your purple Dora backpack in your right hand and your left hand was lifted up, about to knock on a wooden birch door with the placard "Class 1C" right in the center of the door.
Oh, no. Oh, no no. Present Y/N knew what was coming. You hated this moment so, so, much, because you knew what was behind that innocent-looking door. Out of all things, did I really have to dream about the most humiliating moment of my life?
Young Y/N finally knocked with all her strength on the wooden door, and a young adult wearing a witch hat that did not match her professional blazer and work skirt opened the door.
"Hello, dear! You must be Y/N L/N, our new student! I see you that you must've got the memo to dress up. I love your costume. My name is Ms. Kim. Do come inside!" Ms. Kim flashed an exaggerated smile, and gestured for you to come in.
Your younger self was very oblivious to the fact that Ms. Kim did not like your costume one bit just based on her fake smile and the giggle she tried to hide. Nonetheless, you confidently strutted in the decorated classroom, unaware that your sprinkles and iced sugar pieces were starting to fall off, leaving a trail of cut colored paper from the door to where you now stood, which was in the center of the classroom.
A few classmates had already started to snicker, proudly pointing their stubby fingers at the trail of papers, and the brown sphere you were wearing, then bursting into immature giggles. However, you continued to lift your head up high.
"Class, class, settle down. We have a new student. Y/N, do introduce yourself." Ms. Kim announced. The high-pitched laughter echoing from the audience died down.
"Hello, class of 1C! My name is Y/N L/N, and I am proud to be here today! I will do my best in this class!" You beamed, and the class burst into booming laughter. Chaos erupted, making the giggling just now nothing compared to this event.
Paper balls and pencils were thrown, and the monstrous classmates could no longer keep their childish giggling to themselves.
"She looks like a dirt ball! She looks like a dirt ball!" A loud shout emitted from the back of the class, and soon, everyone else caught on.
"Dirt ball! Dirt ball! Y/N is a dirt ball!" The class hooted, enjoying this Halloween party way more than they should.
Ms. Kim sighed, and looked down at your fragile figure who was on the verge of tears. "Class, if you do not quiet down and respect Y/N, we will cancel this party. All of you can go back to doing your addition and subtraction."
Immediately, the mean teasing and laughter died down, and you shuffled your way to your assigned seat, leaving a trail of more cut colored paper. Once you put your backpack behind your seat and sat down, you put your head in your arms, not bothering to look at the wavy-haired boy leaning his head on his elbow, smiling innocently at you. Noticing your sad self, he immediately placed it upon himself to cheer you up.
"Hello, you're Y/N, right? I'm Kai. I really love your costume! Is it a cake pop?"
Kai really did love your costume. He liked the fact that anyone could tell that you had worked so hard to make it. Compared to his target-bought jellyfish costume, it was a piece of majestic art.
You immediately sat up, all signs of sadness gone. You were happy and satisfied that at least one person knew what your costume was. The hard work you spent gluing on the paper and the hard work your mother spent looking for a wire contraction that would fit you had finally been paid off.
"Yes! It's a cake pop. I love your jellyfish costume too!" You smiled, revealing one of your missing front teeth.
"Nah, my costume isn't as good as yours. I'm sorry if the class was so mean to you, I think your outfit looked great. In fact, my mom is having a small Halloween gathering this week, would you want to come? There will be lots of food, and I got my dad to build..."
At this exact moment, your past self realized that you liked this boy. You didn't care if you married him, or if you just stayed friends, you wanted to be with him through thick and thin. For your present self, this just proved that you loved him more than he would ever know.
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my little dirt ball. | hueningkai
Teen Fiction"You're my...ne. You're myne. You're mine."
