Nobody knows about how much she wants him to notice her.

She quietly sat down on her uncomfortable hard white plastic chair located at the end of the second row as she gazed at the boy she likes. Her brown orbs shone in silence with her heart screaming for him. Watching him laugh heartily with the other boys in the classroom was enough for her, but if he conversed with her, she would be mentally dancing in euphoria.

Goo Junhoe, I want you to talk to me. I want to confess, so I can end everything.

"Lalice," her seatmate, Joy, called out. Joy had cut her little conversation going on in her mind about Junhoe.

Lalice looked away from the scene and looked at her instead. She saw the latter's smile, irking her; but of course, she did not want her troublesome seatmate to see that. She had put a smile that is genuine as possible plastered on her slightly flustered face.

"Yes?" she tried to voice out in a clear voice, but it turned into a tiny squeak.

Joy, along with her seatmate Yeri, laughed at her failure. She awkwardly laughed with them, although her mood is already ruined. As usual, she watched them laugh their asses off as the gossips about Joy flooded her mind. She was a known judgemental warfreak and she never expected her to be her classmate. She once heard that Joy often lie about her wealth, which is true.

"Man, that is cute," Joy wiped the tears at the corner