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Five Reasons

Heartbreaks. Tears. Depression. Move on. I make mistakes. I also get sick. I sometimes embarrass myself in front of my classmates. I never answered back to my parents. We live in a normal house, run a small store, and I have a normal love-hate relationship with my younger brother. I'm smart and talented. I easily learn lessons and help my classmates with some of their difficulties. As a matter of fact, I can say that I'm normal. However, things changed when I transferred. My heart raced for a person. The wrong person. The whole world would condemn us if we ever got together. I don't even know if that person would reciprocate my feelings. But I still fell. In the game of love, the first one who fall will lose. And I did. I fell. I fell. And I fell. ~~~ Disclaimer: The events in this story really happened in real life, except for some parts where the main character is not present. But those are supplemented by asking the point of view of those present. Names of the characters are edited to avoid shock and confusion from their perspective. But if they ever found out about this, we will have a long chat. Again, everything in the story is according to the point of view of the main character.

Sinner_of_Tomorrow · LGBT+
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Reason 5: I Like Her (1)

"Rae, why did you even like her?" Yuri asked as I tried to play it cool.

I'm now standing in front of our friend's circle, and everyone's attention is on me.

I confessed.

To HER.

In front of our classmates.

I can see her ears turning red even though her long hair is covering up her face right now.

I can't even do anything except for looking away because of my nervousness.

"We don't really need a reason to like someone, right? It just… happened. To be honest, I liked her because I liked her, as simple as that. I like every single detail in her life. I like all her flaws, and each side of her I have not seen yet," I replied.

I'm sure that I'm looking a bit dreamy while talking about her.

My gosh! I fell deep! What to do?!

"She don't know how to swim yet I still like her," I said, remembering that one time when she talked about how hard it is to swim.

"I like her even though she's a bit violent and always hit me into the shoulders," I said, talking about how she'll hit me in the shoulder whenever she lost in her gambling.

"Even though she pranks me almost everyday, I still like her," she tends to bully me, but with my great vitality, what she does are only pranks to me.

"I still like her even if she does not talk to me when she's not in the mood," she'll tend to ignore me when she's in a bad mood. It's mostly when her monthly period comes, or when she got low scores in our quizzes.

"She's a bit late to coming to classes everyday, but that only added to her charm," I remembered all those time when the teachers scold her for being late. She's a proud member of Late To Classes group, and it's a bit funny.

"She does not know how to dance and sing, she don't even have a speck of talent for music. But I still like her," I said, as she really does not have the talents for Music. She may be a talented artist and sports enthusiast, but she's tone deaf and dances off the music.

"I'll just sing for her and dance for her everyday. If she wants, I can even serenade her to her hearts content," and these sentences even made my classmates squeal in delight.

Hey, they're really thinking that this is a show, eh?

Guys, I'm being serious here. I'm even letting down my wall high pride just to say these cheesy lines.

Woo!

Your nervousness and shyness are finally worming out of your body!

But deep inside, my heart is beating loudly. What if I get rejected?! What if I fail to deliver my thoughts clearly?! My heart can't bear the consequences of such actions.

What if she don't like me? What if she already has someone special?

"I love her with all her perfections and flaws. I like everything about her. It's my… unconditional love. And that damn Cupid pierced an arrow straight to my heart," I'm betting that I looked quite hilarious right now.

I'm smiling at the space.

I'm getting crazy.

Crazy for her.

Is it my fault to fall for that ice queen who has deep dimples?

Is it my fault that I'm weak to those deep inviting dimples?

Is it my fault for being attracted to her like a bug?

I know that this is forbidden, both in our religion and in the eyes of the people.

I'm a sinful person, and I'm admitting that.

But if she's willing to go against the norm with me, then I'm more than willing to break those rules. If she ever wanted.

So now, I'm betting everything I've ever had just to know her answer.

"Waah! She said that she got pierced by Cupid's arrow, Blessie! To this confession, what is your reaction?!" Sophia, a classmate of ours who's so into rumors, became the emcee for this event.

But what she's doing just makes me nervous all over again.

She's not helping!

Can't she see that we're already in a hot seat?!

Damn it!

It's all Yuri's fault! If she didn't open up the topic about my crush, then I won't be confessing without preparations!

"Calm down, Rae. We're here for you. We'll try to lessen the damage as far as we can. Just let everything out," I heard a soft whisper. It felt so familiar. And it was. It's Jean, with my friends. They're looking at me with worried and anxious expressions.

Oh right. They weren't around when Yuri made me confess so suddenly.

My friends, specifically Jean, Lisa, Kaye, Marie and Joana, are my closest friends.

They knew about my crush on Blessie, and they were so supportive of it. But they didn't say that I would need to confess.

After all, there were also a lot of cases around the world where crushes weren't confessed and just disappeared with the years.  They must have thought that my case would be the same and was shocked when they heard of my sudden move.

In short, Yuri is at fault.

The secret should have been my secret, kept under the chains of my heart and not to be let out.

However, the very secret I was trying hard to keep was forced out of my very own mouth.

I'm an idiot. A total idiot.

My intelligence quotient did not match well with my emotional quotient. And to be honest, it felt bad.

Does this mean that smart people really does become dumb in the face of emotions? Am I confirming this saying with first hand experience? Do I have to be the subject of this very phrase, and be hurt by it?