I doodle in my notebook.

I rarely doodle in my notebook, unless if I'm in one specific class with one specific person.

Yes! You know it!

My crush!

Well, if you thought something else, that could have gone another way.

Though, my crush being very cute and popular amongst the girls-honestly because he's very close with the popular boys that are familiar with girls and dating but he, he hasn't even dated a girl.

I feel as if he were to date a girl, that his first girlfriend, is going to be this beautiful, nice, careful and all in all perfect. Because he, himself is perfect.

Yup, just stay here and listen to me babble on about my big fat crush on a boy who may never notice a boring plankton like me.

Honestly, the only good thing about me is my way of being clumsy.

Boy, the times I've almost fallen in my way into this class. 

That's one of the reasons why I'm always sitting down, not moving an inch.

Another is because I know no one from this class, or I try to keep my distance.

It's not that I don't like them, and it's not like they don't like me. I'm just not out-going.

I'm shy, my words scramble, and my palms get sweaty.

Oh, and my features are as bad as my way of speaking to people.

I have light brown hair, brown eyes, and I'm very short.

4"11, my younger brother says I'm shorter than the shortest girl at his school. 

My skin isn't bad but it isn't a matter of time until it breaks out on me suddenly, just take a look at my oldest brother, he was a fine eye candy-until his face broke out that is.

What I'm trying to say is, that my crush, Lee Jihoon-also known as Woozi-will never ever notice me because of how poor my looks, personality, and my way to function my short legs.

I breathe out.

Aish... All the girls here have nice, smooth long legs and here I am, 'breadstick legs'-as my snotty younger brother would say. 

Gosh how I wanna give him a knuckle punch right now!

 

I fists my hand while thinking of my brother.

I look down at my notebook.

The pleads of 'Oppa you're so cool!' or 'Omo you look so cute today!' or my least-most-favorite; 'You + Me = Happiness!'

I roll my eyes and groan as I throw my head onto the table.

I wince as I hit my head hard.

"Seriously even sitting down I'm clumsy?"

I rub my head.

I puff my cheeks out in frustration.

Honestly, I need to go pee now, what if I fall or something.

Or worse, what if he's right there and sees me fall.

My leg jumps up and down.

I place my hand on my knee.

"Pretty sure that looks unattractive."

I sigh heavily.

Well, it's either I get up and go pee or I burst my bladder.

Looks like my bladder isn't gonna be happy today.

I groan.

Gosh.

Why.

Why?

I get up slowly.

And make my way to the door while looking at everything on the floor.

Backpacks and lunch boxes...

I pump my fist in the air.

I made it without tripping or kicking something and having to chase it.

As I'm doing my victory dance I stop to look outside.

"Okay he's not around, he's probably in the boys restroom. Okay, good, accomplished..."

I straighten up and walk the other way but I bump into someone's shoulder.

"Aish! I knew I was gonna fall somehow!"

I hit myself on the head and scold myself.

And after all that time that I didn't fall onto anything or anyone.

I look up and see a familiar face.

"Vernon?"

I asked nicely, just in case if it wasn't him-you don't want high school boys turning on you now.

I couldn't see his face due to the sunlight but once the male figure chuckled, I knew it was him.

"Vernon! Help me up! I need to pee!"

He chuckles and shakes his head.

I furrow my eyebrows.

He wiggles his and I laugh.

"Fine."

I grab his necktie and brig his face close so I can actually see it.

"Vernon Oppa, please help me up or the last thing you'll see is my smirking face in a dark room with only one candle."

He smiles, showing his dimples.

"Is that you seduce a guy?"

I roll my eyes.

"What guy? You're a wittle baby!"

I pinch his cheeks.

"Aish! Okay, okay! I'll help you up!"

He takes a hold of my hand and pulls me up.

I dust my uniform.

"What a gentleman."I bow.

"I apologize for my rude behavior and for bumping into you."

Still bowed we get into a fit of laughter.

He rubs his eye as if he was crying.

"Don't ever do that again."

I roll my eyes but laugh along either way.

"Where you headed?"

I pointed towards the restroom.

"Can I walk a fine lady just to be sure."

"Well, there's no fine lady here but there is a weirdo."

He laughs and takes my hand in his.

I stare at him and he looks down on me.

Heh, because I'm so short.

"What?"

He asks me with a smirk.

"Shouldn't you be practicing with your team?"

I furrow my eyebrows and he nods.

"Then what are you doing here holding my hand while walking me to the girls bathroom?"

I slap his hand away.

He pouts.

"Don't slap my hand away."

He reaches for my hand.

"Excuse you, I have the right to slap anything I want."

I slap his hand away.

"Well, I have the right to grab your hand."

He takes it forcefully.

"I never said you couldn't."

I slap his hand again.

"But you're not letting me-"

I point towards the restroom.

"I. Need. To. Pee."

He nods and stands on the wall.

"I'll just wait here then."

I nod and sigh as I walk into the girls bathroom.