Yves. 

2 years ago. 

When I met this little girl, I knew I wasn't going to be the same person anymore. 

She was new. She had the freshman uniform on: much crisper and ironed than mine. She had the look of an innocent little girl. She was around a few people I didn't know. Wait, Jinsoul told me she knew one of them. She was dating one of them in fact. I recognized her as Jungeun. But, who's her cute friend? Honestly, I never thought of dating people. I never even liked people before. I was just used to kissing pretty people and reading manga with them at the book store. They would smoke and ask me to light up. I often refused to chain smoke with my friends. That habit is unbecoming. I'm already rebellious against society, as is. 

But, who on earth was this little cherub angel? And why was she gracing my hallway? My view? 

Her eyes made this grim world a little too brightl. Haseul touches my shoulder. Ha, the mom friend is back to tell me what I'm doing wrong with my life. "Why aren't you in class yet?" The wonderful class president crosses her arms. I often wonder how I became friends with someone as banal as Haseul. Okay, maybe she's not that banal. But, she's so average and chill. Not to mention, always on my case. 

"I don't know. Just checking out the freshmen," I reply, still eyeing the new girl, that stood out to me. "Do you know those kids?" 

Haseul squinted. "Well I know you know Jungeunnie. She dates Jindongie...and I'm guessing these kids transferred from the middle school down the street." 

"Huh." I decided to make a move. I never made one on my own before that required so much. This girl made me nervous and confident at the same time. I wanted to get to know her and here's my cha- "Hello. My name is Ha Sooyoung and I'm at my second year here. You need any help?" I was talking to the group as a whole, but looking at the girl in particular. I felt Haseul's eyes boring into the back of my head and I felt like my spinal chord could melt with the intensity. 

"I'-" She looked at all of her friends. One of them snickered and whispered to her. I was confused as to why. The girl calmed herself, as I'm guessing she was probably flustered. "I'm J-i-Jiwoo. Kim Jiwoo." 

"Jiwoo." She looked like a Jiwoo. I couldn't help but feel warmed. 

"And this is Hyunjin, Heejin, and Jungeun," she said, in a quiet voice. It was so timid and sweet. Quite like honey. 

"Hey, Sooyoung!" Jungeun chirped from the back of the group. 

"Hey, how do you know each other?" Jiwoo angrily shot. Her face seemed very pink and embarassed. I never seen anyone so worked up before. She looked so cute. I wanted to just...squish her. 

"Because I date Jinsoul. She goes here too," Jungeun replied. "Well, uh. We don't really need help. We're just....hanging out here until our teacher comes." 

"You know freshmen don't know how to really wait properly," Haseul snapped. "Let's go to class, Sooyoung." 

Haseul took me by the wrist but I kept looking at Jiwoo. She eventually turned away, her cheeks even reader than before. I could tell that she liked me. I knew she did. With every ounce in me I desperately wanted to sweep her off her feet.