Zelo

Sandra has always been one of those girls I could never get close to. She would always walk around with her group of almost equally pretty friends and pay little attention to me. 

She's not one of your typical snoody popular girls though. Her heart is bigger than a steak from Texas. She cares more about others than herself and that's what makes her different. 

The closest I've ever gotten to her, was when I held the door open for her. That's it. She probably doesn't even know who I am and yet, I feel attracted to her. 

I want to be with her. Hold her tiny hand in mine, and call her my own. We would be a completely mismatched couple though. 

Me being a giant and her being a precious doll. The one thing we do have in common is dance. We both love to dance. Same styles too. 

In fact I'm heading down to dance class right now, one of the few classes I have with Sandra. The hall is packed with rushing highschoolers, shoving each other to get to class.

The hallways are always berzerk and I sometimes wonder how Sandra doesn't get lost. My back pocket begins to vibrate, signalling that I have a call. 

"Yeoboseo?" I say, quickly flipping the phone open. Daehyun's voice comes out as a shout in my ear, "Junhong! Junhong! Sandra. I just heard her talking to her friend." 

I pull the phone slightly away from my ear, "What is it hyung?" I ask, shifting the phone to my other ear. "You know her really pretty friend Alana?" 

I don't quite see where this is going but I decide to keep listening, "Mhm. " Daehyun breathes in deeply to calm himself, "I think I know how to get you close to Sandra. " 

My eyes widen as I press my ear closer to the phone. "Keep going, hyung." He clears his throat. "The one thing she wants in the world is a gay best friend."

I scrunch my nose up in confusion and look at the phone. "Gay? "