Flowers - Eunhae

It was just another day as I was going to school. I had my bag on my back, head low, kicking some rocks with my foot. I had to walk a quite good distance before I would reach school, and even though this distance would make some students frustrated, it was not my case. I was passing by a flower shop, and in spring, it would smell so beautifully that I would not take the bus or have a lift from anyone just to have the chance to smell those beautiful and delicate flowers. The distance would also give me time to think about...anything, really. My thoughts were just going here and there, never following a straight path.

I am seventeen, just so you know, and my name is Lee Hyukjae, but my friends would just call me Eunhyuk. I like to dance, that's why I was in a small dancing band, which would be my friends more than just bandmate, and I also like rapping from time to time...but that, others don't know, I'm not really good at it anyway...

I went to school, like any other day, but I don't know why, he had to be there, next to the flower shop. Donghae...

I should probably explain why this concerns me so much. Who would care if a guy from your school was at a flower shop before school anyway! Well...I did. This guy was...awesome. Popular, smart, friendly with everyone and even, somehow, cute. I was not one of his friend because I didn't know how to approach him without him figuring out my feelings.

Because yes, it was love at first sight.

That sounds so cliché...

How could I like him! I mean...

This is hard to explain...I guess I just found him to be perfect.

But I can't just go to him and talk, it would be so weird...I would blush, say stupid things, like a innocent girl in love. Thing is, a guy like me cannot be cute to a guy if I blush and act like a girl. It's just wierd. I just don't know how to get near to me, to be is friend, because I can cross out hopes to be his boyfriend, he had to many girlfriends to find any interest in guys...certainly not me.

So yeah, that's why I would usually just pass by, not say a word and hide my face because I would become red. Everytime, I would slap myself for being such a retard and not take a chance.

But I had a chance, now, he was right in front of me. I had a subject of conversation, he was smelling the flowers. I could say something nice and funny, he would laught and I would have to concentrate to not blush in front of him. I was walking closer to him...gathering courage as I was getting near him. I could see the details of his face, his soft long hair in a tiny ponytail. His lips...

And I walked pass him, slapping mentally myself again for being such a...

-Hey!

Wait, what? Was it...

-You are Huykjae, right?

Oh. My. God.

-Yeah.

I tourned my head to where the voice was comming from to see Donghae almost in my face, a big and bright smile on his face. I smiled back, not sure what to do, my mind racing to get myself together. My face didn't seems to be warm, so I was probably not blushing. Please.

-Hi! Do you mind if I walk to school with you?
-No...not at all.

He was by my side, smiling. We talked naturally, like when knew each other for ever. It was strange, but somehow nice. I guess it wasn't that hard. Even though I was mostly just listening to him more than talking with him. At one point, he looked at me and told me, out of the blue :

-I though you hated me.
-What?

Me, hate you? Where did you get the idea!?

-Well...You never look at me, and when you pass by, you keep your head low, like if you don't want to see me.
-I am...I don't...

I didn't know what to say, and because I didn't have a clue what to do, I could feel my cheeks becoming red and hot. Donghae didn't seem to understand what was going on for me to react that way.

-I don't hate you. Really.

He didn't seem so sure, I don't know why, like he couldn't believe that because of the way I acted the other days. I suddendly asked myself : was it a dream? There was no way he would randomly talk to me. I guess I though for real that it was a dream because I just closed my eyes, approached him and kiss his tempting lips. They were warm, sweet, almost like the smell of the flowers in the flowershop. Was I dreaming?

The honking of a car, trying to get the attention of whatever was in his was made me jump, and thinking I was only dreaming, I opened my eyes to see, in front of me, the surprised look on Donghae's face. I froze. What the hell did I just do.

I got scared, I didn't know why I did that, why i didn't think twice. I could only blather incomprehensive sentences about how I was sorry, I didn't really mean it as I was stepping back. My face was red, I didn't dare look at him again. I didn't give him time to say anything that I was already running away. Why did I do that! I could forget all my chances to get any closer to him now.

The day after that event, I took the same road. I don't know if I was praying to see him again after avoiding him all day yesterday, or if I was wishing that the smell of the flowers would make me happier, but I walked pass the flowershop, a sad smile on my face. I stopped, turned around and went back to the shop. The smell was helping me a lot. I sighted. I was so stupid...

I stood there a few instants before I decided to continue my way to school. I had to start forgetting him. It wouldn't be easy.

An hand touched my shoulder. I tourned around, wondering who it could be when, suddenly, before I could see who it was, I felt lips on mine, kissing me gently with a touch of passion. I could feel this person's hand in my hair, as he put, because I was pretty sure it was an he, a flower on my ear. The kiss stopped and I could finally see his face.

-I'm happy to know I wasn't the only one.

I could only smile as Donghae kissed me again.

And again.

And again.

In the end, we were late for school.