Jay-jay's POV:
"Sorry, Jay....."
"It's okay, Mica....."
"I'm really sorry..."
Ugh.... Again and again! Is this endless?! If I could get paid for every "sorry" Mica says to me, I could've bought new shoes by now. Maybe even enough load for a whole month.
But it's not her fault. Keifer's the real jerk here. He's the one who didn't let Mica stay in the room. Acting like he owns the building or something.
So what happened? Now Mica and I are walking home to her place.
I couldn't just leave her. My conscience wouldn't let me. It's not like she knows self-defense.
I didn't get to attend class today. Your girl's absent.
"Do you think they're still following us?" Mica whispered to me.
"I don't know...." I replied.
I casually glanced behind us. I knew Calix was following us because, of course, it's about Mica. What I don't understand is why Ci-N and David are with him.
I can still see them pretending to be busy looking for Pokémon. -_-
From the look on Calix's face, I can tell he's still worried about Mica. Suddenly, I remembered the love letter I found on the second floor of our building.
"Mica..... Is it okay if I ask you something about you and Calix?" I asked her.
She looked at me, seemingly deep in thought, before forcing a smile. "It's okay...."
"What really happened between you two?"
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**Calix POV:**
I'm so annoyed with myself. She's so close, yet she feels so far away. I really want to hug her, kiss her, hold her hand, and kiss it.
But that's unlikely to happen. She doesn't want me anymore. She hates me. She doesn't want me. I know she still loves me, but she choose to stay away from me.
I regret everything I did to her in the past. If only I hadn't hurt her, the wouldn't happened.
If if could turn back time, I would've treasured her letter from the very beginning.
*Flashback....*
"Bro! Another love letter...." Felix said, handing me another love letter.
It's so annoying! Okay, fine.... I know I'm handsome, but I don't need love letters.
"Tsk! Throw it away!" I told him.
Felix gave me a dirty look. "Don't order me around! Throw it away yourself!"
He threw the love letter at me. Problem is, he's probably PMS-ing or something.
I took the love letter and threw it outside. The front of our room looked like a trash bin anyway, so it's fine.
"That's why it's so messy in front of our room," Ella complained, shaking her head.
I just smiled at her. Ella's really beautiful. If only she were mine.
"Stop smiling like that.... You're creeping me out," she said.
I smiled wider and looked at her. My smile probably made me look like I was up to no good.
She laughed. "Stop it."
"Make me...." I teased.
She hit me on the arm. That's just how we are----always joking around and teasing each other. I know I don't stand a chance with her anyway.
The whole class probably knows Keifer likes her. She's the only one who's clueless. If I try to get involved in their love story, Keifer might punch me.
"Ella!" someone called.
Ella and I stopped and looked in the direction of the voice.
"Hi, Mica!" Ella greeted.
Mica... So that's her name. I always see her outside the school, like she's waiting for someone. She's pretty too, but she has a very simple vibe.
They talked for a bit before Ella turned back to me.
"Calix.... This is Mica, my friend."
"Hi...." I greeted her.
I noticed Mica's cheeks turned red, and she waved at me. She looks cute.
"Wait a sec, I'll just grab my notes inside," Ella said, leaving me and Mica alone.
It's obvious Mica's shy around me. She keeps glancing at me but looks away quickly. I bet she likes me too.
"Uhmmm..... Calix," she said, handing me an envelope.
Tsk! I knew it!
I took the love letter and stuffed it in my pocket. I'll throw it away later.
"Please read it...." She added.
I just smiled and nodded. As if! I already said I don't like love letters. I don't like reading them. They all say the same thing anyway.
"I love you, Calix! I've liked you for a long time! I hope you notice me too!" Blah! Blah!
Ella came back and gave Mica her notes. Mica left, but she smiled at me before she did.
"Don't throw away her love letter... I'll get mad at you," Ella whispered to me.
I looked at her, confused. She knows?
"She's liked you for a long time..... I've been stopping her because you're a playboy. She'll just get hurt. But she's persistent, so I told her to see what you'd do if you read her letter."
I'm a playboy?
"Since when was I a playboy?" I asked her.
"You're not aware?" She said, teasingly.
"Is it my fault that girls keep coming after me?"
"Tsk! Calix, no girls stays with you for long. The 3-month breakup rule doesn't apply to you," she said, annoyed.
"But that doesn't mean I'm a playboy!"
"You're a playboy!" Ci-N chimed in while eating something.
"Don't butt into the conversation!" I scolded him.
He suddenly hid behind Ella. "Look at him, he's picking on me."
Ci-N's acting like a kid tattling to his older sister.
"Calix!" Ella shouted, hands on her hips.
Of course, she sided with Ci-N. Unbelievable!
Later that night....
I flopped down on my bed. My body feels so heavy. I'm exhausted!
I reached into my pocket to grab my phone but felt something else instead.
The love letter.
I forgot about it. I examined the letter. It's simple pink envelope with a heart on it
I was about to throw it away, but then I remembered what Ella said. She might get mad at me.
She probably won't find out. But she might ask me about it.
Even though I don't want to and I'm lazy, I opened the envelope and read the letter. It was written on stationery.
**Dear Calix, **
If you're reading this letter, thank you so much. I know you probably already know what I'm going to say here. Ella might have told you, or maybe it's obvious because, well, this is a love letter.
This girl is really beating around the blush. Why doesn't she just get to the point?
I want you to know how I met you. That was the day you never left my thoughts. It was during enrollment last year. You were with your girlfriend, a first-year student. I was really annoyed with you at first because you were with someone else before you entered the school gate, and then you were with someone different.
What was that? Did I have a first-year girlfriend? I don't even remember.
I was already in line. I was alone. You and the other Section E students lined up together. You were joking around with each other. You kept bumping into me, but you never apologized. I was already at the registrar when you suddenly asked to borrow a pen. I handed you the one I was holding and then I left.
A pen? I've borrowed so many pens.
I was sitting on a bench when you suddenly approached me. You were holding the pen I lent you.
"I've been looking for you... Thank you for this!" you said, and you smiled at me.
That smile of yours. I think it's why I couldn't get you out of my mind when I went home. It might sound stalker-ish, but I looked for your Facebook account and got to know you. I've been waiting for you at the school gate every day before going home.
So that's why. I always see her at the school gate. I thought she was waiting for her ride. Turns out, she was waiting for me.
Ella already warned me, but I didn't listen to her. She said you're a playboy, and I know that. But I can't help it. I know this is just a simple crush, but it feels different.
I think I'm in love with you. I know I don't stand a chance, and I know that. But I still want to let you know. Maybe it's not new to you to hear girls confess their feelings. It's okay if you ignore me. I'm not asking for attention.
Thank you for reading this letter. Just accepting it already means a lot to me. 😊
**---Micaela Yumol**
I started at the ceiling. Reading while lying down hurts my eyes. It's also making me sleepy.
I'm not sure what to think about this letter. But one things for sure: I'll be going to sleep with a smile on my face.
This is the only letter that have me this weird feeling. Maybe because it's the only one I've read. I don't feel anything for this Mica, but she made me smile.
For some reason, I'm excited to receive another letter from her. I hope she gives me one again. Her handwriting is beautiful too---it looks like a don't, but she actually wrote it herself.
I don't like reading. Maybe that's why I always ignore love letters. I've memorized every letter and curve of her handwriting.
Micaela Yumol.
Her name reminds me of a character from an anime. She's kind of like that girl-----very gentle and soft-spoken.
What's the title of that anime again?
Ghost Fighter.