Its another year bangtan high, and Maya has decided that this year will be different! However, what will she do when her past chases her? When she has to choose between past and present? Has there been moments in the past she has forgotten about?
Li...
the sound of my alarm woke me up. i got out of my soft fluffy bed and looked in the mirror.my coconut brown locks were disheveled as i stared at them with my hazelnut brown deep dark orbs.
i yawned. i looked around the floor to find an outfit for the day. i never try, but somehow i always manage to look flawless. my orbs spotted a gray, oversized sweater and blue jeans.
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the fit (ignore the face)
i sighed. i wish i could be like the other girls wearing pink skirts and crop tops, but it just isnt me. i stand out too much. im just .. not like the others. nobody will love me.
i changed and left the house, nibbling at a piece of toast without saying goodbye to my mother. i tried to fix my hair as i walked out, and when i couldnt detangle it, i gave up and tied it up into a loose and messy bun. i wish i could be like the other girls.
as i turned the corner, i bumped into a familiar face. my orbs widened as i saw who it was. his soft brown hair and blue orbs stood out on his pale white skin. it was my ex.
"h-h-harry?"
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"h-h-herry? herry oppa?"
he looked at me with a shocked impression.
"M-m-maya! im sorry, just do me a favour" he said with his rich british accent.
he hid behind me and pushed me infront. i see a swarm of his fangirls looking around for him. once theyre goon he stood back up. he did some stretches as he had found it tiresome to hide behind my 2ft short body
"sorry, i had to get away"
an awkward silence filled the air. i avoided eye contact with him.
"Maya... im sorry-" i cut him off.
"No, harry oppa, im not going to listen ti what tou said after what happened"
he looked hurt as he flinched at my harsh tone. we looked around awkwardly again.
