Preface:

"I've always been told I had one of the most interesting lives a person my age could lead, but I never really believed in that mumbo jumbo. What's so interesting about me? Nothing. I guess the most interesting thing about me is that I want to become a writer. What would I write about? Well, I could write about a teen love story, sci-fi or anything, really. But I decided I'd write about my life. Now the question is why would I write about myself when I already know I'm boring. Thing is, I may be boring but the people in my life aren't and I guess I should start with my best friend, Byun Baekhyun. So here goes nothing.." 

I pressed the tab button on my keyboard and stare at the paragraph I've written. Unsatisfied, I deleted the introduction. 

"Ugh... I can't even write a lousy introduction.." I bring my forehead onto the top of the overused keyboard. A buzzing sound came from my purse and I brought it up to the desk and searched in it. I took out my phone and on the screen wrote Baekkie with his geeky icon. I couldn't help but smile at the screen before answering it. "What?" I hold the phone between my ear and shoulder. My fingers find the layer of keyboard buttons and start to type once again. 

"That's it? What? That's how you're going to greet your best friend." I scoff at his complaint. 

"What do you want Baekhyun? I'm busy right now." This time he scoffs over the phone. I lean back onto the chair with my fingers never leaving the surface of the keyboard. 

"Did you forget? Again.." I didn't know what he was talking about at first until I took a glance at the clock. It was 7 in the evening. I quickly grabbed my sweater and head out the front door. 

"I'll be there soon I just have to catch my bus-" I closed the front door and as I turned he stood there. "Baekhyun.." he was leaning on a car door with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He fixes his snapback and walks up to me. 

"I knew you'd forget.. again. Come on we should get walking.." he puts his hands in his pocket and walks in front of me. He seemed mad at me, well if I were him I would be too. It was our senior year and I still forgot. Every year Baekhyun and I would walk up to the edge of the highway cliff and sit on the fence until sunset came. At that very moment, we'd make our wishes as the sun would set. "What are you going to wish for?" he broke the silence and my thinking. 

"If I tell you it won't come true." I stuck my tongue out at him and he slows down just enough for me to catch up. 

"You know you want to tell me.." he said in a teasing tone. 

"It's our senior year, I want it to be our best year. Besides, it'll be our last.." I lowered my voice before I could finish the sentence. He and I were going to two different colleges, ever since middle school, we've always been together, so this was going to be a huge change. 

"Same old Aerin. You said the same thing about freshman year, sophomore, and junior. Yet each year is like the last.." he laughs in a mocking manner. I glared at him and playfully smacked his arm. It didn't take long for us to reach the top of the steep mountain like a boulder. In our sight came the old wooden rusted brown fence. Baekhyun climbs up and sits onto the top of it. 

"Two more minutes and we can make our cliche little wishes." I let out as I leaned, with my elbows resting on the fence. I couldn't help but get excited a little bit, but at the same time, I was still doubting the wish I'd make. I wasn't sure if it was the right thing to ask of. It's not exactly. I don't know how to put this. Worth it? I get one wish, I better make it right. 

"I don't know why but each year I always get excited." Baekhyun swings his dangling feet. I smile at him and stare at his profile. At this moment the sun's rays hit his figure so perfectly. I couldn't help but admire him. The way his champagne-colored hair would move along with the slight breeze and would fall in place ever so gently. The way his eyes glistened just as bright as a child would. The way his straight long nose led to the very top of his pliable coral blushed lips. The softness in his lips would extend into an everlasting smile. "Oh time to make a wish!" Baekhyun points to the disappearing sun. He closes his eyes and I do too. I didn't think twice about my wish. I knew I had to make it. It was senior year and I was not going to let myself suffer. 

"I wish to forget about Baekhyun after senior year... In my memories, that's all he's going to be... A memory in the dust... A forgotten story... A forgotten friend... A forgotten love.." I mumbled to myself just enough for me and the tiny little fairies to hear. They say that your first loves will always be the hardest to forget and that you carry that little burden with you for the rest of your life. Love isn't so kind to everybody they meet. Baekhyun doesn't think of me this way. I need to accept that and get a move on.

"What did you wish for?" I opened my eyes and Baekhyun flashes me his famous smile. 

"The usual. An A in English. You?" I smirked at him and shrugged. My 'fairytale' ending...

"This is my fairytale so-called life. He will always be my Peter Pan but to him, I'll always be his Tinkerbell." I quickly finished typing and closed my laptop. This... Well, this is my 'fairytale'. Hope you enjoy~