Bitersweet Romance

There was nothing special about him. Indeed, he was attractive, catching the attention of many curious onlookers within the campus. But the only thing unsightly about him was his height. Unlike other boys his age, he was shorter compared to them, which was more or less the reason why he used to be made fun of in the past. However, his looks benefited the compensation for the lack of his height. It often annoyed him that girls he never met before were so desperate to converse with him. And the girl he was interested in werent even one of them: Xiyan Yoon. When he had started liking her, he knew not, since he had long forgotten when they first met. But what remained vivid in his memory was how he met her or, how he started noticing her rather. It was just like any other day of his miserable life. He was making his way through the class room, trying to avoid anyone who attempted to speak to him. As always, he was to tired to be in contact with anyone, wishing to be only within the comfort of his sleep so he could, atleast for a short while, forget his feared memories of the past. He considered choosing the seat at the back so as not to distract those who still considered studying "important". Unlike before, things like that no longer mattered to him anymore. As he leaned on his desk, he suddenly noticed the girl sitting in front of him. This wasnt the first time he noticed her. But the way her long brown hair glinted at the exposure of sunlight made her shine out. With her head in her hands, she was facing the window, giving him a glimpse of her gentle smile, portraying a radiant aura within her pretty face. Somehow, her presence was calming, but he didnt know why. Maybe it was because of her carefree demeanor, as if nothing could ever make her miserable, as if that smile would forever remain.. Unlike him, a dull boy who longed for nothing than to end his life. But maybe, after meeting her, he might change his mind. He might once again long for something else other than dying now that someone made his shattered soul slightly bearable