I woke up, finding my reflection in his deep black eyes with his worried face. His hazelnut hair whooshing around for an unknown reason. He was touching my forehead so I got angry. No one ever dared to touch my forehead without my permission.

Hmmmm….

What is this feeling?

I'm feeling weak again..

But I should keep it in.

I can't let anyone think that I'm fragile.

He called me "babo", no one ever dared to call me a fool.

I slapped his pretty face.

No. I never slapped somebody before. It just came out randomly.

I felt sorry for slapping him randomly….. really…. I am

"You know what, you're right. I am an idiot! For a second there, I thought you're really beautiful. Thank you for proving me that you're not!"

Those words….

This is not the first time hearing it..

He's stupid. He already given up so easily, just like them.

I was a fool for thinking that he's somehow different.

I watched him close his fist. I made him very angry.

He left me. He completely turned into others.

Just like before.... they left.

I was a fool for thinking you won't leave.

Stupid...... stupid girl.

I want to hurt him because he made me believe that he's different.

Just wait for my revenge, babo!

I'll show you that I'm not easy