The next day, exactly at noon after school, I decided to meet Kenan at his school. Even though we went to different schools, the distance between our schools was not too far."Kenan must be pleased with the appearance. This morning, I made quite a few sandwiches. Kenan likes sandwiches. " I'm looking at the plastic container where there were several sandwiches in it.With enough fast steps, I can soon arrive at a shop across from Kenan's school. I can't wait to see him.When I was about to step toward Kenan's school, I was stunned by the footsteps but I was able to continue. At this time, I saw Kenan standing near the school gate and getting ready to accompany a girl on his motorcycle.The girl wore the same uniform as Kenan. That means they are in the same school. It's only natural that they could get that close.Who is that girl? Why does Kenan seem so familiar with that girl? I'm starting to think too far ahead. I cannot imagine what is in my mind coming true. I've always liked Ken

For the umpteenth time, I looked back to make sure. I don't know if it's just me or if someone is following me. I glance at the watch that sits nicely on my wrist. Now, it's already ten o'clock in the evening, and the streets in our housing complex are quiet.I just came back from the convenience store because I thought it was quite close, so I walked alone. Who would have thought that someone would follow me?I took my cell phone and turned on the front camera, acting as if I was taking a selfie. And sure enough, though briefly, I saw the shadow of a guy behind me. He hid behind the fence of the house, not far behind.My reflexes run as fast as possible so that I can get home quickly, or at least, I can quickly find anyone to ask for help in case the stalker has bad intentions for me."Hey!" exclaimed Steve, who was standing in front of the gate of my house.I ran as fast as I could to get closer to him."Why run? Something happened?" shrieked Steve worriedly."It seems someone is fo

I stopped when I saw the sound of someone crying under the stairs. Although, to be honest, I was scared, I dared myself to make sure what sound I heardA girl hid under the stairs while sitting and hugging her knees. The girl hid her face and held herself so that her voice would not be heard.It's useless; holding back her tears isn't that easy, as evidenced by my being able to easily find her."Are you alright?" I asked slowly.The girl started to stop crying and turned slowly towards me. And... how surprised I was when I saw the girl's pretty face, which was now full of Henna streaks. There's no need to ask to know who did this because I'm pretty sure this is all Lenny's doing."If you don't change, my life will be fine; they won't make me a substitute for you! You and your friends have ruined my life!" The girl cried, then ran away from me.I wouldn't blame her for thinking that way. It's only natural that she would be annoyed at me. I had no other choice. I want to live my life li

I waved my hand casually toward Kenan. Without saying anything, he sat between me and Roy and looked at us in turn."Who is he?" Kenan narrowed his eyes at me."Um..." I didn't know what to say. We just met, and we're also on a blind date. Roy could be offended if I answered incorrectly."I'm Roy, Kei's future boyfriend!"Kenan and I gaped at Roy's statement. Wow! That was amazing!Kenan sighed heavily; he then looked at Roy from head to toe. It was clear from his expression that he didn't like Roy."Future boyfriend?" Kenan asked quietly.Roy didn't answer and just nodded slowly."What are you doing here? Alright, go ahead, don't disturb us," I whispered to Kenan, and I gently tugged Kenan's jacket so he would quickly leave our bench.Well, I can tell Kenan everything later. It's just that I feel bad for Roy; he must be uncomfortable with Kenan's presence. Especially with Kenan's unfriendly stare."What the hell is going on? Do you have a boyfriend? Ah, future boyfriend?" Kenan still

Clarisa, Via, and Tiana were silent; they were busy with their thoughts when I asked which girl at this school liked to color her nails or make nail art. They love to gossip and pay attention to others, so they should know a lot about such things.Clarisa took a deep breath; she then showed me her five fingers."There are five girls I know who do that a lot; two of them are our classmates, and the other three are in first grade!" Clarisa exclaimed with great confidence."Who are they?" I was confused."Priska and Amanda are in the same class as us, and the three girls who are in first grade... I don't know their names; all I know is that their appearance is quite striking!" Clarissa explained."If their appearances are conspicuous, why doesn't the Aster Gang bother them? As far as I know, the Aster Gang really hates when other girls are more conspicuous than them!" I argued."Because one of those girls is Lenny's cousin! So I'm sure she doesn't want to get in trouble with her family!"