First.

Note:
Since the writer doesn't feel like writing "fairy tales" anymore (he was just in a vulnerable state when he started writing the first one), he'll just write his thoughts here because apparently, he's too fucking in love to care about what's going on in the world (he still fanboys over Hello Venus and Girls' Day occasionally, though). Get ready for some mushiness, folks. (woah! I almost forgot that this blog doesn't even have an audience)

Failed again.

Ever since I lost motivation in life, I got bombs in exams here and there. I'm was too pissed at myself for not trying my best yet I don't do anything about it. If I got paid for every night that I worried whether I will graduate as an ECE Student or not, I'll be... I don't really know. *sigh*

To brush off all my worries, I decided to go to a Korean culture fest in our home college with a bunch of my friends. One of our high school friends was competing in the speech contest but I know we didn't come just for that. We went because we saw that as an opportunity to look at girls and hope for "sparks." Also, I got information that the girl my best friend had a crush on for a while now was competing too.(Let's call her Kimchi).Too much "sparks"-searching.

Honestly, shit that went down there got really boring instantly. Aside from abyssmal singing, gayness, and overly delusional fangirls, we missed Kimchi's performance(which others said was horrible as well), our high school friends stuttered during her speech, and none of the performers passed our standards(and my standards back then was pretty low). I wanted to leave as soon as I can, if only we didn't meet our sunbaes there. *sigh*

It was the last performance of the event and my eyes suddenly got attracted to a pair of beautiful white legs. She was wearing pink shorts back then, white shirt which stuck to the contours of her perfectly fine body, and tied her hair in a ponytail. I was stunned. My friends also took notice of her, and immediately, we assessed her just like how boys do every time a half-decent girl passes by. They didn't like her that much, and I, being the shy boy that I am, agreed. But still, we cheered as load as we could because finally, a "half-decent" girl was on stage.

Loving you~ ooohhhh~ oohhhh~
나 어떻게 what should I do~

"Perfect," I mumbled to myself.

They got down from the stage and immediately went for the open area next to the dressing room. Since I had connections, I could go to that area without getting scolded, and I did. I got a closer look at her. She was as white as the shirt she was wearing, yet her height and her braces turned me off a bit.(Back then, I liked petite girls, preferably with geeky glasses, and I was not an advocate of braces). Still, there was this ghost inside me that said "Hell Yeah!" when I got a closer look.

"Perfect," I mumbled to myself.

I realized that I wouldn't really get another chance to see that girl again, so I just brushed off those worthless feels back then. I never thought destiny would pave a way.