Yesterday she dreamed about herself being a bride. In a beautiful white wedding dress, looking for someone that would be her groom. And she found that the groom was her classmate, the one that always wore a white hoodie.
Then on the evening, she dreamed about herself being a very close friend of her classmate. That same white hoodie guy. In that dream he circled his arm on her shoulders, pulled her very close, and then she looked up just to saw the boy was smiling on her.
This morning, she walked into the classroom. She found that white hoodie boy, sat beside her own desk. She sat in her friend’s desk instead of her desk. She couldn’t help staring at him every minutes until the bell rang.
No, not him. He is everybody’s crush on the class. Around five or so girls in her class have a crush on him. She isn’t going to fall on him too. He just a good looking boy, and his face is cute, that’s all.
But she can’t help imagining things about his hand will searched for hers, and when they meet, they will naturally holding each other. No, no, stop.
He is everybody’s crush, and she is not going to fall on him too. But how to not loving him, to be honest?726Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡays4mcpNuZ
