KRYPTONITE

2023: Updating the Story I wrote a Year Ago. I'm Kryptonite Parker, 26 years old. So here I am again, writing down my own story from 12 years ago now. It was a gloomy afternoon, and I was 13 years old when I attended my first year level at the National High School of San Antonio. I'm always late; that's why I called myself a latecomer, so when I finally arrived, I saw someone giving messages to his fellow students, maybe to enlighten them or us, I guess. He was like an angel sent from up above. He looked so clean. Everything about him was so perfect. His black hair was so good on him. His thick eyebrows. His beautiful brown eyes. His litle cute nose that I like the most. And his lips that smiled whenever he talked. I just looked at him the whole time. The other day, during the flag ceremony, I caught him looking at me. My heart began to flutter and beat so fast. I couldn't stop thinking about him then. Day and night. I seemed like a crazy girl, smiling alone. Whenever I ran into him, I was afraid he might hear my own heart beat. I assumed he liked me too; I could see it in his eyes whenever our eyes met. I still remember how I spent my whole day at school just seeing him from afar. I knew that was the last day I could see his face and didn't know when I would see him again, and I was so glad because I confirmed that he liked me too. One of his friends said, "Hello Fazhy, the one in green," when I passed by. They were teasing him. Yes, he's Fazhy, and he was wearing a green polo shirt, and I was the only one who passed by. Gosh!