For @midnightstroll18 who's going to leave wattpad soon.

I hope it's not too late for you to read this. :(

PROCEED WITH CAUTION!!!

This shot is very, very depressing.

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Our story started on that certain day. It seemed like just any other day. The sun was shining, classes were still boring, and we were just walking down the hallway during breaktime, getting much attention from girls, of course. But we didn't mind any of that, and we were even playfully pushing each other around like the mature people we were. Then at some point, I was accidentally pushed a bit harder and almost lost balance. And she... as if she was placed there by fate... she just happened to pass by at the perfect moment, and I ended up squeezing her between myself and the wall.

It should have been a very romantic moment like those in the movies, but no, it was  awkward as hell.

"Uhh... sorry." I quickly backed away and smiled apologetically, since she must have been hurt because I was quite heavy. Though, she only gave me a cold hard stare, before walking away as if nothing happened. I would have thought that she was just another "biotch," but at that brief moment, I thought I saw something else in her eyes. Emptiness... Sadness... Or something that she was hiding behind a stoic face. Since then on, I couldn't get her out of my head. At first, I tried to ignore it, but as days passed, it only grew worse. So I decided to find her.

And then, it was like fate itself was pushing me towards her. Soon enough, I bumped into her once again in the hallway. I flashed the brightest smile I could muster.

"Oh, hi! Aren't you that girl I bumped into days ago? I'm Chanyeol by the way. Sorry, but I never caught your name--"

"Don't talk to me." She said coldly before walking away once again. I was dumbstruck. To be honest, I kind of panicked. I didn't expect that it would be this hard just to know her name.  But it's not like me to give up so easily.

And so, I kept trying and trying.

Everyday, I stop her to say hello, and everyday, I get flipped off. I actually questioned myself, "why the hell am I still doing this?" Then, I think about that day when I first saw her. When I first looked at those eyes. Then I answer, "Oh yeah, because I want to know why she's so sad inside."

So one day, I came up with a very brilliant idea. I stalked her for a while, until she stopped in what supposed to be her secret spot. She disappeared under the bleachers on one side of the football field. I tried sneaking closer in the most silent way possible, and I froze when I saw her just sitting there, eyes closed and earphones plugged in. She looked so peaceful. Smiling, I carefully sat right in front of her, and stared at her sleeping form. She was really beautiful.

Her eyes suddenly opened. Before I could react, a huge punch rattled my face.

"OOOOOOOW"

"Fucking creep." She hissed and aimed for another punch.

"WHOA WHOA WHOA WAIT!!!!" Surprisingly, she did wait. "I'm sorry for creeping into your hiding place. I'm sorry for bothering you everyday too. It's just that I really, really want to be your friend."

Thankfully, she lowered her fist. But her expression was darker than usual. "I don't need a friend."

She stood up and started to leave, but I instinctively grabbed her arm. Her eyes immediately looked like she'd break me to pieces. "Let go of me."

"You're not letting people get close to you."

"You know nothing about me," she hissed as she yanked her arm off my grip. 

"You're hurt inside but you don't want people to know."

At that, she froze. I knew I struck her somewhere by that. I stepped closer.

"Why?"

She didn't answer, and too bad she had her back turned to me so I couldn't see her face.

"Just stay away from me." And she finally left. I was left there, head running with so much thoughts that would probably cling to me even to my sleep. Too bad for her, I was still determined to go on. After all, I've gone so far. Why would I stop now?

The very next day, I searched all over school for her. She no longer stayed under the bleachers, and not once did I see her in the hallways. It was already almost end of the day when I saw her on one corner of the library, sleeping.

Ha, she probably thought a guy like me doesn't go to the library.

"I need to talk to you." Slowly, she opened one eye at a time. And I almost laughed at the hazy look in her eyes. So this is how she looks like after sleep. When she realized it was me, though, her face immediately darkened. She stood up to leave, but of course, I grabbed her arm.

"Didn't I tell you to stay away from me," It sounded more like a threat than a question.

"I need to talk to you." I repeated.

"No."

"We'll talk, or else I'll make a scene." I whispered. Her eyes narrowed.

"Don't you fucking dare."

"One... Two...," I slowly counted. I felt her tense up. "Three."

I was about to open my mouth and start begging loudly in front of her, but she was quick to cover my mouth and drag me to somewhere no one would see us. Whoot! Fifty points for Chanyeol!

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!!!" She screamed. I would have answered back casually, but much to my surprise, tears were streaming down her cheeks. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!!!"

I didn't know how to answer. So I just pulled her to me and hugged her tightly.

"YOU FUCKING CREEP," she continuously screamed while trying to break free, but I only held on tighter and tighter the more she struggled. "LET GO OF ME OR I WILL FUCKING BREAK YOUR JAW."

"No, I won't let go." I whispered. I don't know how I did it, but she finally stopped struggling. Silence filled the air around us, except for her soft sobs and sniffles.

"Why?" She softly asked.

"Because I care."

And just like that, it was like magic started to happen. Well, it wasn't really that much, but at least she's not that mean to me anymore when I greet her in the hallways. I'm not sure though if we're friends, because she still tells me to "don't talk to her," but her tone now sounds a bit like "I'm just telling you not to talk to me but please talk to me." And that I happily did.

I started to follow her even outside of school, and dragged her to my favorite hangout places. Of course, she put up quite a fight, but my presistence was just so great that in the end, she just gave up and accepted that I'm officially part of her everyday life. We played in arcades, ate street foods, watched a fountain show, and heck, I even played monkey for one hour when she defeated me in DDR. It was all worth it, because it was the first time I saw her laugh.

I was already deeply falling in love with her. But no, I haven't realized that yet. Not until that day came, when the little beautiful world we have created together had to be shattered.

We were just sitting under the bleachers, silently watching the clouds passing by. When I glanced over her, though, I was surprised that she had been staring at me.

"I'm handsome, aren't I?" I wiggled my eyebrows, in which she scoffed.

"You wish." But then there was a flash of sadness in her eyes. I scooted closer to her in worry.

"What's wrong?"

She paused to stare at me once more, but I felt like my heart was being crushed just by seeing that sad look in her eyes.

"You still haven't answered my question..." I whispered.

"What question?" I reached out to hold her hands. She didn't resist.

"What exactly is hurting you?"

She tried to hold back her emotions, but a tear managed to slide down her cheek. "Why is it that even though two people have loved each other so long, they still end up splitting apart?"

I felt dread clouding over me. I did not like where this was going. Never the less, I kept holding onto her hand. "When they really love each other, they won't ever let go of each other."

She forced out a laugh. "You really are so innocent, Chanyeol." Then she reached up to touch my cheek while looking at me with eyes that held so much more pain that I ever saw in her.

"You deserve so much more."

Without any warning, she stood up and walked away. I was frozen for a few more seconds, unable to comprehend what was happening. But when I finally did, I ran after her. I didn't even think twice. I pulled her right into me, and kissed her. It was funny, because only at that moment did I realize that I've fallen for her as well. And that I should have hugged her more, and kissed her more, before things had to reach this point.

When I pulled away, she softly laughed.

"I was afraid you'd do that." She reached up and brushed away my tears. She tiptoed and gave me one last peck. "Goodbye, Chanyeol."

After that day, I never saw her again. She never came to school. I can't reach her by call. Nobody knew where she was. But of course, I kept on looking everywhere. There was this little part of me that hoped she was still somewhere, because after all we've been through together, she can't just disappear like that, right? Right?

But after a while, I finally gave up. Everyone was already telling me anyway that I should just stop before I lose it all. But the thing is, I think I already lost it all. It would be an understatement if I said I was devastated, but I guess, I eventually got tired of that too.In the end, I never completely understood what exactly caused her so much pain, but sure enough, it's the same thing that's causing me pain now.

If someone offered me a chance to turn back in time before I met her and avoid all the pain I'd feel, I will refuse the offer. Why, you ask?

Because no matter how painful our end was, all the time we spent together were still too beautiful to forget. I would choose to live it over and over again.

I'll try to continue smiling like I used to, but I know... I know someone will eventually notice the pain hidden behind that smile.

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[A/N]: **hits self with chair**