Have you ever loved someone so much that you can't imagine a world without them even if they don't realize it? You would spend your days watching them from afar, imagining what it would be like to be the one to make them laugh and smile but you could only wish. But even if you can't be with them, you're contented with seeing them happy.

I shook my thoughts away, realizing I was just staring into a random spot at the hallway the entire time I was having my reverie. I pushed myself off the lockers and started to walk to my next class in room 142 which is Oral Communication. But as I walked past several students, I couldn't help but hear his melodic laugh. Oh how I could listen to it all day.

I looked a little to my left just to see him surrounded by his group of friends. They were all gathered around him as he told another story about how amazing his time was away from school. He's always away. He would come for a few days then disappear for another two or three before coming back. Can't blame him though. He's practically a celebrity nowadays.

He looked away from his friends before his chocolate brown eyes met mine. I held my breath as a small smile formed on his lips, making the corners of his eyes crinkle a little bit. I broke the eye contact and let my gaze fall onto the once light blue colored tiles and continued my way to the classroom.

I took a seat on one of the tables near the back. The few friends I was able to make during the first day of the school year were already sitting around it with only one chair vacant. Every time I think of Oral Communications, I remember the series 13 Reasons Why. It was practically the same except we didn't have the whole "compliment bags" thing. The layout of the classroom is similar, round tables, huge windows at the left, a whiteboard at the front of the class, and the "topic box" or whatever you call that thing that people rarely drop topics in except for the occasional trash. 

"Okay, class. Settle down." Our teacher, Ms. Sanchez said, walking into the room as his group rushed in and sat on their usual seats.

Jonny nudged me and turned his gaze towards Shawn, looking back at me with a knowing look. I rolled my eyes at him before nudging my elbow into his side. I looked in front of me and realized that he was only motioning to Shawn since he was looking over at us. I looked down onto the gray table, trying to hide the blush forming on my cheeks. He thankfully turned away soon after but not without catching the sly smirk that formed on his pink lips.

"So today we will be checking the box for the topic which we will try to discuss." The teacher said, sticking her hand into the wooden box. She pulled her hand out just to realize that she literally just took out a condom packet someone threw in there, causing everyone to burst into laughter. "Really? How many times have I told you that this is not a trash can nor a container for your needs when it comes to sexual interaction. You shouldn't even be doing it in school!"

I could see Shawn and his friends laughing and patting a cocky looking Nick on the back. I'm assuming  he did it. Typical. Their group may be nice when you talk to them individually but together they can be a bunch of idiots that cause mischief around school. I rolled my eyes before resting my head on my arms.

"Okay, here we go. What would be the best way to get someone you like's attention? Does anybody here want to answer that?"

Everyone glanced around the room, trying to look for the guilty face of the one who dropped the question but came out short. Knowing this class, they were just about to let this go but then the unexpected happened, the pale boy I've gone to love raised his hand.

"Ah! Mr. Mendes, can you please give any advice for the writer of this question?"

He stood up and placed his hands in his pocket, a habit I've gone to know as a nervous gesture. "Um... I think the best way is to be mean. I mean, that's how most people get attention. Or maybe try to impress them."

I couldn't help but shake my head at his answer. Without even realizing it, my hand is already raising mid-air and the teacher has called my name. "I disagree with that logic. If the one who wrote it is a girl, I suggest you don't throw yourself at them. Be friendly. Talk to the one you like. Just try to befriend them and get to know them instead of acting desperate since most guys would only use you for that. And if it's a guy, never be mean. The more you act cruel towards the one you like, the more they would despise you and the possibility of them liking you back will be lower than Jonny's grades."

"HEY!" Jonny complained beside me which made some people laugh.

"Anyway, never try too hard for someone who will not notice you since maybe there's someone who's trying as hard for you to notice them. Just be you. The more that you act like yourself, at least a the good version of yourself before you show them your flaws, the more they would come to like you. They shouldn't like you because of an image you strive to get but for who you really are since being the real you is the perfect you."

I sat back down and ducked my head once it occurred to me that all eyes were on me. I could hear Alex, Jake, Jonny, and Ellis silently laughing at my sudden reaction before Ms. Sanchez continued with her lesson, stating points she agrees with from my little speech. Once the class was over, I immediately made my way out, not even waiting for my friends but was stopped by a hand on my arm. I looked up to find his mesmerizing brown eyes staring into mine.

"Hey... um... y/n can we talk for a second?" He stammered.

I could only wordlessly nod before following him to wherever he's taking me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder as he led me to the tables outside of the building. When we got there, he immediately stopped me from my tracks and leaned in. I didn't know what to do. I was too shocked to move but once I registered his lips on mine, I couldn't help but kiss back, wrapping my arms around his torso.

They say that your first kiss will be the most unforgettable one. Even if you're a little inexperienced, it would still mean a lot to you. And I couldn't agree more. I could feel a zoo being let out in my stomach and my heart beating as fast as a herd of gazelles running away from a lion. The sensation of his lips against mine is indescribable. It felt like tiny sparks flying everywhere. Once we pulled away for air, he leaned down and rested his forehead against mine.

"I'm guessing you're the one that wrote that topic." I whispered.

"Yeah. And you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." He replied, his warm breath hitting my still tingly and swollen lips. "I'm in love with you, y/n. I've tried so hard to push it away but my feelings won't disappear. I wanted to get to know you but I didn't know how to approach you so I decided to just admire you from afar. But it seems that every time you smile, I keep falling deeper in love with you."

"Shawn..."

"If you don't feel the same, I understand."

"Why me?"

"What?" He asked, clearly taken aback by my question.

"Why me? Why not those other girls who are prettier, skinnier, smarter than me? Why fall for a girl who's practically a nobody in this school? I've already gotten used to you not seeing me. I've already gotten used to loving someone who doesn't love me back. So please tell me, why me?"

He took a step closer towards me, his chest almost touching my chin due to our height difference. His hands cupped both of my cheeks and raised it up to look at him in the eyes. Oh how I love his eyes.

"I kept my feelings for you a secret from others because I didn't want you to know and flat out reject me. And how could I not fall for you instead of the other girls? You're different. You don't try hard for people to notice you. You don't let what others say get to you. And yes, there may be girls that would be thinner, prettier, and smarter than you but you know what? They're not you. They don't fit into my definition of perfection because to me, you are perfect. And I'm not bullshitting you. This isn't a prank nor a joke. I'm truly, madly, deeply in love with you, y/full/n. You and only you."

I couldn't help myself but lean up and kiss him again. Right when I thought that guys like him don't exist in this generation anymore, he goes around and proves me wrong.

"I love you and I promise, you're perfect to me." He said, pulling away and holding me tight into his arms.

"I love you too." I muttered against his shirt.

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A/N: This is shitty but I haven't posted in a while. I'm so sorry. Class started 3 weeks ago and your girl just became friends with majority of the guys in my class (we're divided into our chosen strands. Our strand has over 600 students and 14 has sections, majority of which are also from different schools. From 300+ people in our batch to 1500+) and I also got into the award winning chorale group but sadly, we're being put into several vocal tests and  are being eliminated due to our large number. Pray for me guys. I've wanted to be in this group since I was in 6th Grade (I'm now in 11th)

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