In 2014
As a transfer student, I got admission to a High School in class 9th. I remember that high school felt so boring, and I was totally lazy about going to school because there was no fun for me. But after the half-yearly exam, on the result day, I saw you for the very first time...
A boy from my class asked me about my results, and I rudely refused to tell him. But after some time, a girl asked me the same thing, and I told her. Then that girl told the boy my results, and I got so angry at that moment—why did he even want to know? It was none of his business.
Then I saw another boy get up from the second bench, walk out through the front door, and come back into the class through the back door. It was a blurry image in my eyes, and I didn't really notice who that boy was. But suddenly, I saw the boy who got my results walk up to the one who had just come in and whisper my results into his ear.
I could only see one thing — your shoes — because I couldn't see your face from where I was sitting and I was short height in that day. I saw that boy was standing in front of you, blocking my view.I stood there, frozen in that moment, waiting for just to see you.
But when he walked away after talking to you, I looked up — from your feet to your face — and it felt like heaven. When I saw your pretty face, I swear I got a mini heart attack.
I don't know how it's possible that I hadn't seen you before. You were in my class — my classmate — and still, I didn't notice you. Maybe it's because I'm an introvert, or maybe I just hadn't recognized you, lost in my own imagination all the time.
Now I'm regretting all this time, wondering why I met you...?