Hey guys! Sorry it took me FOREVER to update. =.= I didn't have internet for a week, plus, I've been a lazy bum lately. Mianhe. /bows repeatedly. But! Here it goes, a new chapter. I hope you still have interest to read this fanfic. I promise I;ll update often if you still do. Keke. And please comment and let me know if this story is going somewhere. ^^ I love you, dear reader. :*

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Kevin’s POV

I stormed out the room, I’ve hurt her again. Maybe I should stop… No! You can’t, Kevin! Remember what she did to you before? She hurt you. That’s why you became like this. My mind argued. Ah! Why do I have to see her again in the first place when I’ve already forgotten about her—and my feelings for her. Or so I thought? I sighed as I remembered what happened back in high school.

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I was walking my way home when I saw a familiar figure walking across the street. I smiled to myself and called out her name, “Cherrie-ah!” I waved when she turned her head towards my direction. I quickly crossed the street and greeted her. “Hey,” I said cheerfully. But she replied with an awkward smile. “’H-hey,”

Hmm, is she sick or something? “Are you okay, Cherrie? You look pale.”

She shook her head, “Uhm, no. Just—tired.” She said with a blank expression and started walking again. I paced quickly so I could walk side by side with her. And her expression became more—uncomfortable? What’s bothering her?

“Cherrie, about what happened at school earlier it’s—“

“Kevin, you don’t know me.”

I was taken aback, and confusion grew in me. “Huh?”

“Let’s pretend we didn’t know each other at school. I don’t want me friends to think that I have a—“

“Nerd friend?” I cut her. I get what she meant. So that’s why she denied me at school earlier, why she seems uncomfortable now. Where’s the Cherrie I used to know before? Her friends definitely changed her.

“I understand.” I said and forced a smile. And she look up at me with seemingly guilt in her eyes. “Don’t worry, it’s fine with me if your friends think that way. Well, I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” I said and left her. I have to turn my back at her before I burst out crying.

I walked faster and streaks of tears started to come out off my eyes. I have to remove my thick, rounded eye glasses to wipe my dumped eyes. I sniffed and put my glasses back, I looked up the sky and sighed. Tomorrow will be a new day, ‘We don’t know each other,’ her voice ring back on my mind. Then an idea popped in my mind, “You don’t know me, alright. Then you just have to get to know me again.” I said to myself, hope building in my chest. I still have a chance with her. To be her friend again, and maybe, just maybe, I could confess my feelings for her…

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2 weeks before prom and I’m ready, Ready to tell her my feelings for her. The past months that I’ve tried to be friends with her again, but her friends always comes in the way, she’s always with them and I can’t stand being around them. You see, they have this hobby of bullying me, always stepping on my low esteem. What’s more hurtful is that she’s with THEM, just watching me get insulted. I miss those days that she was the one protecting me from the bullies. But I can’t be mad at her, I love her and I know she’s just pressured from these friends of hers. that’s what I’m holding onto, I won’t give up my feelings for her. And now, I’m here. Standing in front of her, I’m going to ask her to be my date at the prom.

“Cherrie, I like you. I’ve always had. Please, go to the prom with me.” I said shyly, holding three white roses.

She smirked and laugh arrogantly. “Are you serious? Look at yourself, you’re not even my type.” Everyone around her laughed so hard, I’m feeling smaller by the minute. Cherrie, please, I know you’re lying.

“Find someone else, you’re not good enough for her, nerd!” one of her friend said and the others roared with laughter again.

After all the courage I gathered and her I am, being made fun of—AGAIN.  And of all the people, SHE’s the one who said these things to hurt ME.

And I’ve had enough. I stormed out the door with tears swelling up my eyes.”This will be the last time I’ll cry for you, Cherrie Heo. I promise, the next time you’ll see me, I will never be the same weak, nerdy Kevin you know. You will regret everything, you’ll see.”

 I clentched my fist into a ball as I remembered how stupid I was before. Then an image of Cherrie crying pictured on my mind, crying because of me. I sighed, how long will I be able to keep my promise when every time I see her face, I get that same feeling as before? Aah! I think I’m going crazy!Kevin’s POV

I stormed out the room, I’ve hurt her again. Maybe I should stop… No! You can’t, Kevin! Remember what she did to you before? She hurt you. That’s why you became like this. My mind argued. Ah! Why do I have to see her again in the first place when I’ve already forgotten about her—and my feelings for her. Or so I thought? I sighed as I remembered what happened back in high school.

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I was walking my way home when I saw a familiar figure walking across the street. I smiled to myself and called out her name, “Cherrie-ah!” I waved when she turned her head towards my direction. I quickly crossed the street and greeted her. “Hey,” I said cheerfully. But she replied with an awkward smile. “’H-hey,”

Hmm, is she sick or something? “Are you okay, Cherrie? You look pale.”

She shook her head, “Uhm, no. Just—tired.” She said with a blank expression and started walking again. I paced quickly so I could walk side by side with her. And her expression became more—uncomfortable? What’s bothering her?

“Cherrie, about what happened at school earlier it’s—“

“Kevin, you don’t know me.”

I was taken aback, and confusion grew in me. “Huh?”

“Let’s pretend we didn’t know each other at school. I don’t want me friends to think that I have a—“

“Nerd friend?” I cut her. I get what she meant. So that’s why she denied me at school earlier, why she seems uncomfortable now. Where’s the Cherrie I used to know before? Her friends definitely changed her.

“I understand.” I said and forced a smile. And she look up at me with seemingly guilt in her eyes. “Don’t worry, it’s fine with me if your friends think that way. Well, I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” I said and left her. I have to turn my back at her before I burst out crying.

I walked faster and streaks of tears started to come out off my eyes. I have to remove my thick, rounded eye glasses to wipe my dumped eyes. I sniffed and put my glasses back, I looked up the sky and sighed. Tomorrow will be a new day, ‘We don’t know each other,’ her voice ring back on my mind. Then an idea popped in my mind, “You don’t know me, alright. Then you just have to get to know me again.” I said to myself, hope building in my chest. I still have a chance with her. To be her friend again, and maybe, just maybe, I could confess my feelings for her…

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2 weeks before prom and I’m ready, Ready to tell her my feelings for her. The past months that I’ve tried to be friends with her again, but her friends always comes in the way, she’s always with them and I can’t stand being around them. You see, they have this hobby of bullying me, always stepping on my low esteem. What’s more hurtful is that she’s with THEM, just watching me get insulted. I miss those days that she was the one protecting me from the bullies. But I can’t be mad at her, I love her and I know she’s just pressured from these friends of hers. that’s what I’m holding onto, I won’t give up my feelings for her. And now, I’m here. Standing in front of her, I’m going to ask her to be my date at the prom.

“Cherrie, I like you. I’ve always had. Please, go to the prom with me.” I said shyly, holding three white roses.

She smirked and laugh arrogantly. “Are you serious? Look at yourself, you’re not even my type.” Everyone around her laughed so hard, I’m feeling smaller by the minute. Cherrie, please, I know you’re lying.

“Find someone else, you’re not good enough for her, nerd!” one of her friend said and the others roared with laughter again.

After all the courage I gathered and her I am, being made fun of—AGAIN.  And of all the people, SHE’s the one who said these things to hurt ME.

And I’ve had enough. I stormed out the door with tears swelling up my eyes.”This will be the last time I’ll cry for you, Cherrie Heo. I promise, the next time you’ll see me, I will never be the same weak, nerdy Kevin you know. You will regret everything, you’ll see.”

 I clentched my fist into a ball as I remembered how stupid I was before. Then an image of Cherrie crying pictured on my mind, crying because of me. I sighed, how long will I be able to keep my promise when every time I see her face, I get that same feeling as before? Aah! I think I’m going crazy!

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Have you noticed the hints on the previous chapters? They were flashbacks. Keke. and it really happened to Kevin and Cherrie. Poor Binnie, well. something good is going to happen soon-- or not! Haha. You have to look forward to it! <3 

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