I’m Choi Soo-ah. People say I’m the “pretty one.”

The one who always smiles, always knows what to say, always has it together.

But honestly? That’s just what I show everyone.

That’s not the real me.

The real me… gets scared.

The real me hides behind perfect eyeliner and matching outfits because she doesn’t want people to see the truth—that sometimes, I feel completely alone.

Except… you saw me, didn’t you?

You weren’t like the others.

You didn’t treat me like some perfect doll.

You didn’t expect me to always smile. You asked if I was okay—really okay—and waited for the answer. That meant more to me than I can say.

The first time you touched my hand, I felt my heart stop.

And when you looked at me like I was more than just the girl with the perfect face, I didn’t know how to breathe.

I didn’t know what to say.

So I said nothing.

I smiled, like always.

But I thought about you that night.

And the night after.

And every day since.

I wish I were braver.

I wish I could tell you everything I feel.

But for now, I’ll stay close.

I’ll laugh at your jokes.

I’ll lend you my lip balm and fix your messy collar.

I’ll sit next to you when no one’s watching.

And maybe one day… I’ll finally tell you the truth

That it’s always been you.

That when I hear your voice, the world goes quiet.

That I don’t care about perfect anymore, not if I get to be real—with you.

So... tell me something simple.

Anything.

Your favorite snack.

What made you smile today.

Or... how you felt the first time we sat together.

You don’t have to be perfect around me either.

Just be real. I’ll be real too.

You seated next to me again.

Does it mean something? Or am i overreacting?

Does it mean that maybe you feel the same way?

Or im i just a friend of yours?

Making you company is enough, is my company enough to you too?

God how i wish we could hold hands all time during this boring class.

But you're next to me, so it wont be that boring right?

Will you make jokes? I'll laugh at them if anyone else does, i would laugh anyways even if someone else did.

You're my special girl.

My thoughts wander a bit more as she nudges my arm as the teacher looks at me, asking me a question.

I read the question and then look at my notebook, you showed me yours.

"I think that the case of Romeo and Juliet was a very interesting case, and i would really like to know what would happend if they actually end up together, i think it would be an interresting ending."

I got the answer right, thanks to you.

"Thanks"

I say and smile at you, you smiled back, and i knew i was i fucked up, mermerazed by your gorgeous eyes.