The guy with the red colored jacket.

What to tell about him, others that he caught my interest, ever since he performance on the first talent show on our school. I was impressed, by his courage and self-esteem, to play in front of over 500 people. And something inside me also wanted his attention, but another part didn’t.

I shut my though out by turning the music louder till it was on the loudest volume and just walked pass him. Walking as fast as I could. Soon I reached the crosswalk, it was red for me. Looking up at the traffic light for the cars but also slightly looked behind me, quiet disappointed and relived that I didn’t saw him. Focusing all my attention back to the light, I waited until it turned green so I could speed walk away, to my save shelter called home.

I walked further and went down the stairs and as I was on the U-turn, I saw the red jacked guy sprinting down, nearly catching up with me, but I was faster.

4min, enough time for me to walk to the back. So I did, I was the only one in the far back people are way to lazy to walk.

Looking back at the monitor it turned to 3 min, but also secretly I eyed the red jacked guy, he was standing where most people were standing, and that’s in the middle of the entrance and exit from the station.

To pass time, I repeated the rap part of “NF - Wait” repeatedly while fighting with the urge to rap along. As I looked at the monitor it were now only 2 min left and surprisingly I saw the red jacked guy just three meters away from me, sitting on the bench, while looking at this phone.

Pressing the louder button even if I knew, I already had it on the loudest setting. I just wanted my brain to stop over thinking about it, about him.

I’m not different like the others girls, falling for guys because of their look and talent about the person we see in public and not the person behind closed doors. Falling for a guy what we imagen he would be instead of the person he really is.

Not wanting to become deaf, I turned the volume a bit down. Whenever I think I fall for a guy or might developed a crush, I would always remind me on my ‘ideal guy’ list. Stupid, right?

First, he needs to be vegan or vegetarian, second he shouldn’t drink nor smoke, last but not least, he should be open minded, not being racist, homophobic and ect…

It’s so funny, my list only remind me that I would be forever alone. My standards are to high and I know you’re probably judging me hard.

Mostly because of the Vegan/ vegetarian part, my friend also judge me because of the part, but I wouldn’t change it. Is it that hard to understand that I want a healthy guy, who also cared for the environment and animals.

And of the drinking part, I know for fact that I wouldn’t find my dream guy here in Korea, knowing that drinking is a normal thing here and the only way to get closer to person. If I even, want to settle down.

...

We'd kiss and I'd listen, you're telling me your favorite position

When really, all I want to hear is that you're loyal and driven

We're living in a world where girls are thinking diamonds are love

We're mining it up to remind us of us

Paying for trust, do you get it?

I was just singing along to Witt Lowry’s song while doing my homework, as the home phone rung. And since I was alone, I had the great honor to answer the call, even though I hate it. I dislike talking to people on phone, you can tell I have an phone anxiety, I’m hella nervous every time I need to talk to someone on the phone, the only one I’m not nervous to talk on the phone are my family.

“Hello?” I asked instead of greeting, yeah it’s a habit of mine.

“Why are you ignoring my calls and text!!” the other line shouted. “Seriously are you giving me the silence treatment?!” he asked angrily, but didn’t gave me time to respond. “Seriously, who do you think you are?”

“Okay, if you don’t want to talk to me then don’t!” and with this he hung up. I thinks someone is PMSing.

Placing the phone back it’s original place, I walked up to my room and took my phone to unblock ‘Bad Boy’.

You didn’t even gave me time to talk!!

And with that I throw my phone on my bed and continue what I was doing before I got disturbed. I managed to do my homework, even though my mind was always somewhere else.

...

It’s Friday, which means it’s Junk food diner day or how my parents call it the ‘chill day’. Where we eat Junk food (which isn’t junk food at all, since we make it our self, but healthier), in the living room while watching Running Man, today we have Pizza and Fries.

“So Anna, what’s your plan on the weekend?” Mom asked between eating her pizza, her eyes glued to the TV. Multitasking on the finest.

“Steph and Lilla want’s to hang out tomorrow, so I’ll be out.” I said as I finished my second slice of pizza, while also looking at my phone, waiting for an answer from ‘Bad Boy’.

In the middle of Running Man, I disappeared in my room, since A, it was quiet boring for me and B, I was tired.

Not brothering to dry my hair as I got out of my bathroom, I walked to the window and open it, before I went straight to bed and snuggled with my blanket. Just as I closed my eyes, a bright light disturbed me from falling asleep.

Without looking at the caller ID, I picked it up. And let me tell you, it was a huge mistake.

Because all of sudden I was wide awake. As I waited for him to say something, I heard something, which I wish I wouldn’t heard.

Moans, groans and skin slapping each other, was the noise I could hear, well along with . Gorss! Disgusting!

Bad Boy

I looked at the caller ID before, hung up.

“Ohh Damon!!” was the last thing I heard from the female.

Rage filed me from toe to head, without wasting any second I texted him.

At this point I was just ‘F that boy!’. But who am I kidding, he’s just getting F from one of his chicks. I snuggled back into my bed and layed my phone on the nightstand next to me, the display facing down, not wanting to be disturbed again.