There is someone.

I like.

He still looks so bright today.

Laughing.

Smiling.

Talking.

And even if he’s only standing.

His moves made me numb.

“Excuse me?”

I tilted my head up, just to see the guy I’m dreaming for leaning at me.

“You look numb. Are you unwell?” he inquired, caressing his hair in a way that the girls admire. “I can take you in the clinic if you want.”

And it was the precise moment when my mouth was ice frozen.

Choi siwon had talk to me.

He even offers me to go to the clinic.

“Eh?” he gave me a bewildered look. “Are you really okay, Tiffany-ssi.”

He actually mispronounced my name.

As in ‘Tipani’

But I don’t mind.

Choi Siwon had called me by my name.

And I’m happy.

“I’m okay.” I said, stammering with my own words. “Do not worry Siwon-ssi.”

“Call me oppa.”he said as he sat to his chair.

He did not wait for my answer.

As if he doesn’t need any answers from me.

He was after all Choi Siwon.

The most popular guy in class.

He was the only one who called me and greet me by my name.

Others keep calling me ‘Mushrooms’ and other various names.

Only him.

Only Siwon notices me.

Even though I don’t stand out.

He sits next to me.

That’s the only connection between us.

Nothing more.

We are not even friends.

Or I don’t consider him as my friend.

I consider him as my crush.

My infatuation.

My star.

Too high to be reached.

But then..

I wonder why.

I have a feeling that he’s looking at me right now.

Wait.

Am I just over self-conscious?

Am I being too conscious of him?

I tilted my head to his direction.

Alright.

He’s looking.

With his left palm resonating his chin.

“Hey. What is the thing you have in your left arm?” he asked.

Too bad.

He was just looking at my left hand.

Not on me.

I am getting too ambitious.

“Eh?” I trembled for once. “Eh?”

“Haha. The things written in your arm.” He leaned closely at me until our noses were an ich apart. “Is that a memo for the things you need to buy?”

I rubbed my brow, trying to hide my embarrassment.

“You’re so interesting, Tiffany.”

“N-no I’m not.”

He struck a conversation with me for the first time.

It might have been stupid of me.

It’s not like he’ll talk to me because I wrote a memo in my hand again.

***

“Siwon, you’re hand?”

Siwon looked at me. “Eh?” he waved his hand to my sight.

There were letters written in his right arm.

The words were. You wrote another memo today.

I was utterly surprised.

“No. Siwon.” I said loud enough for the teacher to hear.

The teacher glared at me. “Miss Hwang. What is it? Do you have a question?”

I shook my head.

I can hear Siwon biting his lip to suppress a laugh.

He showed his hand once again. Don’t talk when the lecture is going on.

I can’t stand it any longer so I wrote back using my own hand.

Why are you writing on your hand?

It’s more economical than writing on my notebook.

That’s not what I mean.

Siwon grinned. He is really handsome.

I just want to talk to you Tiffany.

I smirked. He’s probably joking.

You’re joking

I’m not.

He scribbled for a few seconds and said. From now on, Let’s talk with each other using our left hand.

He sits next to me and thought that’s our only connection.

But think of that, we are also connected with our left hand.

***

AUTHOR'S NOTE:  PART 2 WILL BE IN THE NEXT TIME I UPDATE. THIS IS SHORT. BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. I AM QUITE TIRED TO CONTINUE MY WRITING.