In front of my face
 

My pride is crumbling once again
 

“I’m so pretty, I’m so awesome”
 

I say those useless monologues

I always feel this way. I don’t know why. People always see me like this but they don’t know what I really feel inside.  All their fake smiles. All their fake laughs.

I hate it.

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I am now seating on my desk with no one to talk to. Who wants to talk to the biggest and unfashionable nerd in this school where students are blind with beauty. Fake beauty.

I thought of this for a long time and finally I have the courage to do this. I’m holding this written love letter for my long time crush and famous guy here in school: Luhan.

During lunch, I saw him eating alone in the cafeteria so even my hands are shaking and my forehead are forming beads of sweat, I still manage to get near him and say:

“Excuse me.. Please accept..t-this.”

He looked me with a straight face and looked at the letter in my hand and he smiles like a smile of an angel. I don’t care if students are staring at this scene now.

Then he smirks.

“Get that rubbish out of my face.”