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Vincent"

I was making plans for today while holding her hand. She gave me a warm and sympathetic grin. So I return her smile. I must, of course, answer.

We're both grinning from ear to ear, as if there's no tomorrow. But, just like in the movie, there's always one who gets in the way, and I almost give him a whack for it. But the worst thing is that he had no idea what he was doing.

"Hanna, how's your summer?"

Hanna's grasp on me was immediately eased as a result of the vexing inquiry. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk,

She leapt out to embrace that irritating "Brian" as soon as she let go of my hand.

I'm missing you! How are you doing? "How's your beach vacation going?"

I'm irritated right now. I realized that this annoying creature with a lighter complexion, blonde hair, a little wide eyed, a hooked nose, and big lips was her best friend as I overheard them chatting. But he continues to irritate me.

They didn't stop as time passed, even when our professor entered our room. They're giggling and whispering. She had completely forgotten about me. I clutched my pen hard before dropping it on purpose. She returned her gaze to me and examined my features. "Are you OK?" she said with a grin. That smile is a joke. All I did was nod in answer. No, really, self? You simply nod.

"This is Vincent, Brian." He had already introduced himself to me. I was aware of her presence. Yes, but... I just took a breath and paused right there. Time slowed to a halt when she waved her hand in front of my face. When she did that, he jerked forward.

"What? With a sympathetic smile on her face, she questioned, "Are you sure you're OK?"

"I'm OK?"

It's not for me. Never, ever!

"Class listen." When our instructor said we should listen to things, I pretended I'd returned my attention to the blackboard, and of course, I tried to disguise my humiliation.

What am I up to these days? Seriously?

After a million hours, it's finally time for a rest. As the break time bell rang, both of them turned to face me, and I smiled awkwardly as I caught her eyes. But before I could say anything, a strange woman approached me.

Hanna and her ostensibly bothersome best friend both stood up.

Perhaps you should take a rest first.

I let out a sigh. Without this harlot in front of me, I was meant to welcome her. According to my plan, everything will be OK. My tensions must be calmed.

"Hello, my name is Criss." We're both in the same grade. "My pals and I are seated at the back." I hear chuckling in the back when the girl says something. Perhaps such noise is being made by this girl's buddies.

Did they realize how vexing that is? I can simply switch them off with my jittery nerves.

"Come on, I know you just transferred, and I can show you around."

The girl was adamant on saying it in a flirtatious manner.

Do it three times before saying it. Inhale.... exhale....

"No thanks; I can handle myself."

With a pout on her face, the girl glanced at me in bewilderment. I smirk and arrogantly rise up without looking back. It's not always easy to be myself. A bunch of girls come up to me and start flirting with me.

So, where is Hanna now? As I wandered and took a self-tour,

I was hoping to get a glimpse of her. Finally, after a long trip around the garden, she appears at the garden's corner. With her arms folded across her chest, she sat like a princess. I'm sitting on one of the white seats.

"I got you, baby." I murmur.

As I got closer to her, I wondered where her obnoxious best buddy was. When Hanna opened her eyes, I was right in front of her. Oh, she's napping while listening to her earbuds, I see.

"What are you doing here?" I ask suspiciously, despite the fact that I am aware of her actions.

"I'm taking a break." You? " "Are you running or fleeing from your fan club?" Hanna says her face was filled with suspicion.

What exactly did I do? I whispered as I sat alongside her, placing my hand in my pocket and relaxing before answering her inquiry.

"This is my first time here." How am I supposed to have a fan club? Huh? " "I'm just curious about love."

"So what happened earlier between you and Criss?" Oh, don't worry about it; don't answer. "Please don't call me names." I don't like it. "I'm afraid that if your fans see me talking to you, they'll harass me."

She leaps to her feet, as though troubled, or should I say shocked, by something.

As a result, she was surprised when the wind blew her skirt up. She tucks her skirt in right away. It's too late, though. I'd seen it before. It's now or never for me to be astonished. I can't take my eyes off of that! Yellow polka-dot underpants with blue polka-dots It has the appearance of the sun and the earth.

"Pervert!" she exclaims.

"Is it now my fault?" "To have your skirt wound up like that?" I said cynically. I stopped for a while before cautiously raising my eyes to hers. When I noticed her flushed cheeks, I just grinned.

"Earth, huh?" I said.

"What?"

I mean, your underwear resembles the sun with a bunch of dirt on it. Should I address you as "sun" or "earth"?

"Argh, I hate you!" She exclaims.

"Come on, seriously, love, I mean earth," he says.

She stormed out, enraged. I laughed loudly because I wanted her to hear me. I chased after her, laughing nonstop. I'm sorry, but I can't help myself. "Hey! "Earth, wait for me, love

I screamed. "Leave me alone, pervert," she says.

Don't be shy, sweetie; it's just you and me.

"Don't talk to me," she shouted. I noticed she was covering her ears with her hand so they wouldn't hear what I was saying. I wrapped my hand over her shoulder as soon as I caught her. She was shocked again, and I was able to remove my hand from her shoulder. I raised my hands in surrender.

"Ok, Earth, I surrendered." "Arrggh, stop it." "Let's go, we're late for our next class."

I put down my teasing and went alongside her. However, as we stroll down the corridor, a lot of people's gazes are drawn to us. Hanna accelerates her pace to get away from me. "I'm doomed," she says, and he hears her speak.

My steps, however, are significantly longer than hers due to the fact that my legs are much larger and longer.

She can run away from me, but she won't be able to easily get rid of me. She won't be able to get away from me. She's like a prisoner now, and she has no idea what's going on.

As we approached our room, I casually inquired about Brian's whereabouts, to which she replied,

"We're not classmates on this subject, but luckily we are." Of course, in a mocking tone.

I guffaw. Seriously, I'm a lot luckier than you, but you have no idea why. I grumbled,

"What?" "Nothing," she said, "I said I loved the earth." She chuckled once more.

"Oh, please move on V."

"Oh, you're shortening my name?" "It appeals to me."

I wanted to squeeze her again when I noticed her blushing.

*****

Hanna's"

I met a man today who is quite attractive and charming. But, of course, my Tyron is quite attractive to me.

His complexion isn't as white as it once was, and it's practically tanned, maybe due to his sun exposure. His black hair is unkempt, but it fits him to a tee.

brown eyes, yet there appears to be a fire blazing. Is he insane?

His nose was pointing in the appropriate direction. He also has kissable lips. Underneath that outfit, I'm sure he has a lot of abs. Yes! He's dressed in our boy's uniform, so I assume he's a student at our school. I believe I've seen him before, hmmm?

However, he has a negative mentality. When he talks to my brother, I can tell he's looking for a fight. As a result, he gets a minus.

I can't believe we were classmates. We're both taking the same class. Actually, I made the decision not to speak with him, but he persisted.

As a result, I forgive him. He stands up and introduces himself.

Vincent Reed 

For a cute person like him, it's a beautiful name.

I shook his hand and introduced myself.

He has my hand in his, and it appears that he does not want to let go after a minute.

I smiled at him, and he returned my grin. We're both grinning from ear to ear, as if there's no tomorrow.

I forgot about Vincent until my closest friend, Brian, arrived.

I did, however, introduce him to Brian. And my best buddy described him as a touch odd. I agreed that this was strange.

But the strangest part is that a lot of females liked him, and I'm not sure why it bothers me so much.

After Brian and I had finished our meal, I was resting in the garden. Because our schedules are different, he goes first.

When someone arrives, I have a sensation of it. I look around and open my eyes. I practically leaped out of my skin with astonishment.

He inquired as to my purpose for being here. Is he deafeningly deaf? So I respond sarcastically.

I'm relaxing. You? "Are you trying to get away from your fans, or are you trying to get away from them?" Before responding to my query, he sat next to me.

"I'm a newcomer; how did I end up with a fan club?"

"I'm just curious about love."

Did he refer to me as "love" once more? I swallow and clean my throat...

"So what happened earlier between you and Criss?"

Shit! "What am I saying that makes me sound like an envious girlfriend?"

"Forget about it," says the narrator. Don't respond. Please don't call me names. It's inconvenient. "And I'm frightened that if your followers see me chatting with you, they'll harass me."

I took a step forward. So, what was I thinking after that?

I wasn't expecting my skirt to get blown up by the wind. I quickly tucked my skirt in. It's too late, though. He had already noticed it.

For a brief while, he seemed surprised, yet his gaze was fixed on me. "Pervert!" I yell out,

"Is it now my fault?" "To have your skirt blown up like that?"

Arrgghh...

I couldn't say anything, but I was aware that I was blushing. when he refers to me as "Earth." I flush even more. Why do I get the feeling that there's something about him that I can't put into words? I'm annoyed, but I'm having fun with it.