being loved.

It was exactly like this...

Late monday afternoon, I was dragging my heels, walking to my class locker.
Feeling dejected, feeling resentful- this was exactly how it felt.
I lamented at the floor, my head was hurting, throbbing slightly.
The setting sun behind me casted a brownish hue upon the school building.

I reached for the locker, pushing and twisting the key in hard.
When the lock was openned, I placed the keys, together with the lock on a ledge just above the lockers.
I blindly shoved a few books to join the mess in the locker.
At that instant, I thought i recalled something...
Upon turning my head, I was just in time to see someone sneaking up...

She, had a silly smile on her face saying, "Oops! I'm caught!".

I gave a tired smile. Unlike her, I was not in the mood for anything.
She was dripping wet, so much her shirt stuck to her. Netball training must've just ended.

She didn't look so attractive 3 days ago when i met her at backstage.
My heart raced, somehow she made me feel important.

Embarrassed, she glanced at the floor, her hands promptly pushing a makeshift envelop into my hands.
"A letter?" I pondered.
"er.. Haha" she squirms in her own discomfort, almost as if answering my question.
I caught her pretty face, half lit by the few rays of sunlight, but not for long.
She turns and runs, her ears were brilliantly red-lit.
I could make up a smile on the side of her face.
Staring, smiling too, i looked upon the letter.

"tUck yAn :)) XD", almost as if she was standing right before me.
That's how she'd call me, with a silly smile on her face.
When did i tell her if i liked orange?

When i looked up, she had disappeared into the corner down the corridor.
Flipping the envelop around, "YINGYING!" was written big and bold, exactly like this.
It was as if she really wanted me to remember her.
And i did, and i still do.