JAY'S POV :
Love is Blind.
Mayet is ugly.
I Like You, Yuri.
Keifer, you're super handsome.
Fuck! Why does everyone want my boy? Tss. Just let me know who wrote it—I'll show them hell.
I an in the CR now, reading the ugliest thoughts of girls on the wall. Damn, they were too dirty-minded.
I snapped a picture with my phone. I'd show it to the King of the Idiots. Seriously, Section E would die laughing.
Back in class, Section E was its usual chaos. Keifer lounged in his I-own-this-place pose.
"Hey, Keifer! Wanna see how many fans you have?"
He stood, confused. Everyone turned to stare. I read aloud.
"Keifer, you're super handsome.
My lipstick is for you, Keifer.
Call me your baby, I'll give you a baby.
Make me yours, Keifer."
I cracked up at the last one. Bro, he's already mine.
"Jay, what is it? Show me." Ci-N asked.
"I saw these on the CR wall."
I flashed the pic.
"Bro, you have a fan club!"
"You didn't invite us to the opening?"
"Who do you think the president is?"
"It's Jay Jay for sure."
I almost blushed. Almost. Because it was true.
"Hey, Yuri—even you have fans."
I kept going.
"Red is my favorite.
I want my children to have red hair.
I Like You, Yuri.
Yuri, your fire haunts me
.
I only have red things. And I want a red-haired boyfriend."
The class erupted in oohs.
I rattled off every flirty line:
"…I want a tall son like Keifer."
I laughed on the outside, but inside? I was pissed.
Suddenly, Keifer strode toward me.
"I don't care what they think. I don't belong to them."
"Oh? So you wouldn't care if I wrote it?"
He sighed.
I want to know.
"I'm only saying this once, so get it in your head… If it's not you, then I don't care."
The class exploded in teasing oohs and aahs.
God, why are you doing this to me? I was dying to hide my blush.
"Y-you're crazy!"
I bolted from the room.
I couldn't stop it anymore.