First Semester of Form 2
It happened back at the beginning of the first semester when I was in Form 2, in the library during recess.
I enjoyed reading and writing fiction. I enjoyed immersing myself into the fictional world, being free from the cruel and boring reality, escaping from this bothersome world.
I had a senior who was a tanned fatso, whom I knew from the school’s Coffee Club. It was while I was looking for an interesting novel when he told me, “Hey, watch out for the girl in the trench coat, she always tugs on my shirt.”
Just so happened, the girl he was talking about appeared. She, wearing a trench coat, had fairly white skin and long, black hair. She had a ponytail and had her bang covered one side of her face, seemingly a bit mysterious. She had an angry expression, yet an unique aura that made her cool and handsome. She was also taller than me.
She grabbed the fatso and coldly questioned, “Are you talking behind my back?”
At that moment, she deeply impressed me. She was special.
“Not again...” The fatso signed.
I remained silent while standing next to them. The girl had an oppressive and domineering aura.
At first, based on her height, I thought she was a senior student. Yet, if so, I normally would have noticed a senior so eye-catching.
Maybe she was a transfer student? That was a possibility.
She then left before I noticed and could see her face clearly. She was indeed very mysterious.
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In November, when it was near the end of the school’s Open Day, I went out with one of my best buddies, Ah Yang, to buy drinks for everyone. With a mediocre face and a chubby physique, he was a shorty at the time, even shorter than I was. Back in Form 1, we got along as the marginalized students.
After we bought the drinks, we each held a bunch of soda cans. Just as we were about to enter the school’s entrance, I noticed someone there.
She was there, the stone cold fox.
"Hi!" She smiled and greeted us both sweetly.
Yang responded to her, while I just stared at her dumbfounded. That time, I was finally able to see her face clearly. With snow white skin, big eyes and a surprisingly cute smile, she was a perfect combination of an" Alpha Lady” and a" Lolita”.
"Who’s she?” I unconsciously asked Yang.
"Tung is the younger sister of Big Shot Tin," he replied.
I thought to myself, “Who the hell is Big Shot Tin? I guess he is a ‘big shot’ around the neighborhood.” Rigid with softness, the younger sister already had a domineering aura as if she was someone from the underground. I supposed her elder brother must be someone worthy of the title" Big Shot”.
That was when I first learned her name." Tung, huh?” I made sure I remembered.
After dealing with the first semester’s exams, I had a barbecue at school with all the teachers and members of the Coffee Club.
She just so happened to be there. That time, she was no longer acting cold, but instead chatting loudly like a bold man. She had a very special aura that belonged to some-kind of heroine. Maybe she was a wandering heroine in her previous life.
I didn't pay much attention to what she was saying.
That day, I finally met her brother. Wow! He is more intimidating than I imagined.
Her brother was called Tin. He was quite handsome with a height of over 6 feet while I was below 5 feet tall. (I am already 6 feet tall now).
He was tall and muscular, someone you wouldn’t want to mess with at first glance. Judging from his breath-taking stares and tone of voice, he might have been a great general or warrior in his previous life.
Back then, I was naughty and kept messing around with my buddy Yang, taking ugly pictures of him. Then, she and I put him into a supermarket trolley and spun him around.
We got caught by a teacher and unsurprisingly got scolded, haha.
As I was leaving after we finished eating and packing up, I saw her again at the school gate.She suddenly turned her head and I noticed that she didn’t tie her draped hair.
The moment she turned around, my whole body froze. It was only a mere second, but she still managed to steal my heart.
That moment, I realized that I had already...fallen in love.
She turned around because someone called her. I did not pay attention to whoever that person was, I just walked past Tung. There was an indescribable scent the moment she walked passed me. It was a flowery scent that was probably from some kind of shampoo.
I could not help but blushed instantly.
Then, after Christmas break, a new semester began.
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