It’s like the simple start of every story, wishing upon a star hopping that one day he’ll notice the girl that was never in the in crowd.  In other words that girl was me. I was the girl whom had a crush on the ‘Dream man’ everyone seemed to have a crush on him. He was the type of guy to keep to himself but he easily stood out the crowd. Genius who was in class A. While I was in class F. His name was Jung Jinyoung, Age 18.

Everything about him almost seemed perfect. His small eyes they were almost fox like. The way he walked and talked not caring about what others had thought about him. His dark bedroom eyes made every girl want to be inappropriate things to him. 

 My name is Chorong, my circular face, fat cheeks, and stupidity could never compete with Jinyoung. He seemed to be like a king of this small school and I with the rest of the girls seemed as little cleaners of the kingdom. What are they called again? The people who give money to the king and provide them with loyalty? How am I even in my last grade? How could I be so dumb? Hey! But at least I’m cute, right?

I pushed the palm on my hand onto my chubby cheek, sitting at the table I had fiddled with the paper and colorful envelope.  As I ran my thin fingers into my long locks I felt them getting caught on small knots that were hidden my hair. I was tired but I had promised myself to stay up extremely late to watch the stars fall from the heavens, today was the day that shooting stars were supposed to fall and today I was going to make my wish. To hope, to dream, to pray, that he’ll accept this letter I was writing.

This letter, this love letter was my first one I was going to give it to Jinyoung, I haven’t even talked to him. He’ll just laugh in my face. No he won’t he seems really sweet. At the thought of the male I couldn’t help to feel my cheeks redden, His tall height and perfectly toned arms made me giggle even if he wasn’t around at the time.

After hours, I finally finished this confession letter. You may ask why? Why out of all times? Why now? Well you see today we the day that stars we’re going to fall from the heavens. Although it sounds very childish I was willing to make a wish, making a wish on a shooting star just to hope that he’ll accept me and my strange ways.

I placed my knees in front of the window as my face was inches away from the glass, with eyes following each and every star I slowly closed my eyes. Finding the true meaning of peace once making that wish my lips had slowly let out a light mumble “I wish, I wish he’ll notice me”…. With my hands folded together it seemed as if I was praying. In some odd way I was. I was praying, wishing, and even hopping. That one day… He’ll notice me…

As the sun rose I sat onto the end of my bed, getting ready I was to be sure to grab the nice envelope, regardless what the outcomes were I was willing to give him the heart filled letter.

Within minutes I stood in the courtyard of the school waiting for the tall, slim male figure to appear into my vision, with the time coming closer I had felt becoming somewhat weak, my body was going to break down. At any moment my heart was going to drop into my stomach, waiting for him my hands began to sweat. My heart was maybe going… Within my nerves I had saw him. It was Jinyoung…

My feet were seemed to be glued to the floor, standing there I finally made my way towards him and help out the pinkish/reddish  envelope towards him, I felt his eyes go straight towards the note. I was so scared to look at him… I don’t know what to do… Oh dear gods. Please save me..