Prologue
Minna-san! I am sorry that I am not able to update my stories as I have a lot of things to do like homework during the freaking December when I should relax and do what I like and tuition too. So I decided to make a new story. I try to finish this story by December or January.
I don't own FBNFH.
Someone's Pov
When I was young, I was well-liked and an apple of my parents' eyes. My father, Truth and my mother, Elsa always liked to take a lot of photos of me. In every photo, I looked like a cute little doll. My mother and my aunt, Aunt Eli always like to praise me and said, "Kawaii! You look like a cute doll! It makes me feel like pinching her cheeks!"
Now, I have grown up. I was not that cute anymore but my face is still cute as always (that what I think). That is why, since young I think myself as a princess, should be loved. Though I am a bit hot tempered and sometimes, laughed at my weaknesses, I still believed that I am an apple of everyone's eyes.
I never thought that, never ever thought that I would be disliked and avoided. He avoided very obvious, too obvious that all the teachers knew it. I hate him.
These few days, when I looked at him, I would immediately turn my head away. Due to me being the class president, he asked me things about the sport day, but I didn't reply him either. During the class cleaning, I purposely gave him a lot of work to do. His friends wanted to help him, but they saw my black face, they didn't dare to speak up for him.
"Fine, don't be so petty!" My best friend, Rein said.
"Me being petty?!" I said angrily.
"No, I mean, pretty." Rein quickly changed her word.
She said petty at first. She knew that I would be angry then quickly changed her word. I sighed, and looked at him trying hard to do the things I told him to do. My heart softened a bit.
He is very tall and his smile makes my heart beats faster and faster and my face will feel very hot…
Wait, I shouldn't think about him. Baka, baka.
I hate him. A lot.
How was it? I hope you enjoy the story and don't forget to review it!
