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I was too late – they told me at check-in – far too late…

My major weakness throughout my senior year was boys. Since I never recognized it, I never had to

approach them. My friends urged me to quit being aloof and show interest in boys because they view high

school as a moment of first love.

My one and only friend, who has a crush on every boy she eyes, swore that the boy she is seeing right now

is the last one she will ever pursue. Surely, it is though she has said that word to me 100 times. She was

flying overseas to have surgery for her heart issues. I assured her that I would keep track of him
throughout her absence.

Since his daily schedule consisted of going to school, hanging out with his one and only friend, sleeping, and
going to school, it was simple. Since her crush and his friend were going to interview for the broadcasting

club, I was forced to participate as well. I did enter the club, but not with her crush—rather, it was his

best friend. I couldn't explain it, but when I saw him that day, I felt something running through my veins.

Later, when I spotted those two leaving for school, I had no choice but to tell my teacher a lie and follow
them in order to hear what they were chatting about. I failed in my attempt to get his phone number,

since his friend answered the phone and recognized me. I felt awfully ashamed. His friend will always be

nearby whenever I track him. The strange feeling he gave me the other day made me annoyed with him.

We seniors went on a school trip where we worked to create fond memories. We are forbidden from
sleeping beyond 10 o'clock, but I would obviously ignore that. And his friend saved me when I was on the

verge of being caught by my homeroom teacher.

Out of nowhere, he swiftly grabbed me against a narrow wall.

Though shocked, I was happy that I was dismissed from detention. When I raised my head straight, our

eyes directly met and I forgot how to breathe. It felt like time stopped by. His eyes were enticingly

gorgeous and it was the moment when I knew I was falling for him. Unfortunately, two weeks later, he took
a flight back to Australia, where he was born. I never again heard from him. Now to think about it, it was

exciting, yet painful. Beautiful, yet miserable. Calm, yet nervous. First love. No matter how hard you try,

that feeling never goes away. First love.

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