I’m not the type of person who emotes endlessly. Honestly, we all know that girls would do anything just for their crush to notice them. The same goes to the boys. But still, we are all different in our own ways. To tell you the truth, deep inside, I really want to do anything just for my crush to notice me. But wait a minute, outside, it never happens. I may be cold outside but I swear I never did it to him. Whenever we pass by each other, I would look at the other direction and pretend I didn’t see him. When our eyes meet, I would look away and to tell you, my classmates always thought that I’m rolling my eyes like a btch.

My eyes are really special (according to the people who look straight in my eyes). My eyes are a million times precious than any other eyes. It sometimes looks kind, fierce, snobbish, and many more. In short, my appealing point. And to tell you, I never get the chance to look into his eyes in 7 seven second. I always look away. To tell you, he only called me for three times.

First, when I was a freshmen, he called me Ms. (insert my surname here) and that’s it. That was two years ago (2010). He called me by my surname because I was wearing my P.E. head band at that time with my surname and initials on it. I swear it’s embarrassing.

Second, in my sophomore year, during the 4^th quarter of the school year (SY 2011-2012) once again he called me Ms. (insert my surname here). If I can just tell him, I have a name and I’m the only one in class he calls by my surname. Oh life. The third time was during our exposure trip at a province, just a week after his second call. I didn’t expect that he’ll be in front of the house of the family assigned to us.

Actually, I can feel that he sees me as a really cold girl. But the way he looks at that day, I think that image of me suddenly changed. He saw me playing with the kids in that place and he was having fun just by watching us. I really swear I didn’t know he was there. And when they will go and roam around, he finally called me by my name and told us (me and my partner) that they (him and our class advisor) will go check our other classmates. I swear I felt that my heart just skipped a beat at that time. Starting that day, he started to smile to me even if I won’t smile back.

He is my teacher and I will just be his student. No more than that relationship. I always tell myself to greet him whenever we see each other or even smile but I fail to do it. I still have that cold aura that I’ve always wanted to get rid of. At this point, let me tell you, My Teacher Taught Me How to Love. I’m happy that he once became a part of my memory. No matter how hard I try to let him go, I really can’t. It’s hard for me to let go.

The thing I hate about him, he talks a lot with the pretty girls in school. But I have a nicer term for those girls; I just don’t want you to know it. Yes it’s true; I easily get jealous even if he’s not mine.

Asking for signs? Yes, I am. I ask God to give me a sign that will tell the truth between us. I will wait until this school year ends. If there’s really none, well…good for me! I will be relieved! *He is 7 years older than me.*