~ chapter o1 ~

 I couldn't help but stare at him, every day. Gray shiny eyes, white milky skin, and pinkish lips. The aura he was giving was like a magnet attracting iron, and being one curious young lady, I couldn't help but be attracted. Although he had the whole package, looks and brains, and was well known on the campus, he was always alone, red headphones, a book and a pen. It was lunch time, and as usual he was sitting at the very far end of the cafeteria, a tray with two finished burgers, a can of soda and two huge apples. He was a hungry kid.

His name is Yixing, but everyone in the university calls him Lay. I, on the other hand, prefers to call him by his real name. Not to mention, that we have never talked to each other. Wait no, we did once. I was searching for a classmate on the second floor and he was sitting at the stairs, he glanced up at me and I almost fell backward. Then he said the most beautiful "Hello" I have ever heard, but being a dim-wit I didn't greet him back and just stood there, stunned. Ever since then, he had gained my attention and my liking, and I felt like a stalker, not being able to not look at him all the time. A simple glance at him, and I feel my heart flip flop. Just seeing him infront of me, doing the most simple things made me.. happy, and I didn't need him to notice me, I must be crazy.

I snapped out of my reverie hearing my friend Minyung calling my name.

"Yes?" I said, looking at her.

"You really need to go talk to him. How can you keep staring at him the whole day?" She voiced, taking a sip of her juice.

Minyung and I were friends ever since high school. We graduated together and are now attending the same college. She was a bubbly girl, full of cuteness, very caring, and extremely stubborn. We were somehow alike, except for the cuteness part, while Minyung had short wavy light brown hair, tan skin, and loved make up, I on the other hand, had mid-long straight silk black hair, creamy milky skin, and didn't put any make up, except a thin eye liner.

"You already know my answer Minyung." I stated, poking my salad with my fork.

"I do know, and because I'm your friend, I'm telling you that you need to talk to him if you like him that much, and you are going to, tomorrow, at your modern history class." She said, nodding her head.

"But-"

"No buts, no arguing, you're going to talk to him tomorrow."

See, the stubborness I was talking about?