스티커 메모

(1) Kim Ha Ni

Being in love is very hard. Especially when that someone doesn't even like you back.

Yes, I fell in love. He is that someone who after lunch will go to his locker then go to the library and get some books, then read it in our classroom. Yeah, OUR classroom. We're classmates, of course.

I always assure myself to be done eating before he can, because I always wrote him a note with a drawing. [Something drawing that you can't figure out. Only lines, but in the end, you will know about this.]

And one of the thousand reasons why I like him is that he appreciates what girls give him. Just like what I do.

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I slip the paper in his locker and hide somewhere he will not see me. But... I will see him.

But unfortunately, he will always give expressionless face when he read my note and that makes me leave with a pout face heading my way to our room.

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Why can't Math solve his own problem? Did we really need to help him too? He can't even help me in my problem. So why would I help him? Ugh.

Because of boredom, I just thought about him. Not Math. It's Baekhyun.

My heart is not yet bleeding so I will not give up on him. He still don't have someone in his heart. Maybe. And I hope no one but me. Yeah, I'm conceited sometimes.

Ah! Wanna know what I write in the note? It's just 'Take care always!'

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After class, he will go ride his bike with his eleven friends and I always follow him cause it's the way from my house also. They are also students here riding their own bikes, so I will not be obvious that I'm following them.

We're now passing ...

Bus stop

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Mall

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And then the Park.

I really hate the park. Cause this will be the place that we will be separated. My house are in the right way (street) of the park and his house is in the left.

"Goodbye, Baekhyun." I told him from afar. And yes, he didn't hear me.

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"Aish! Why can't I just confess? What is it that I'm being afraid of? Why can't I tell him what I feel?" I shouted at myself while hitting my bed with a pillow.

"Ahhhhhh!! Yah! Byun Baekhyun! Why do I like you, huh?" I shouted at myself again while hitting the wall with my pillow.

(Sigh) Everyday, I am always like this. After the school, I'll hit my room with my pillow, as if my room is Baekhyun and my pillow is me.

I really want to talk to him.

I want to be friends with him.

I want him to know that I am the one who always give him a note.

I want to tell him what I feel for him.

But the thing was ....

"I can't do it!"

"I don't have the courage to tell him."

And ...

"I am afraid that he will just reject me."