Early March last year, Miso met him as the leader of the band, Blue Rose, who kept on playing the guitar with his signature Vans and head to toe black attire, and disheveled black hair. He was always smiling and always flashed his dimples whenever he had the time, but even then, he intrigued her. He had always been treating everyone the same, but something in him made her smile. She often stole secret glances at him — even if it was just his back profile, his presence made her heart flutter.
There were two other people in this small vacation ensemble group, a total of four, with one being Miso's closest friend and the other being Jay. Perhaps they had a thing going on, but they've never gone past the whole hand-holding phase. Sure thing, when you saw them hold hands in the narrow school hallways, your heart clenched. Why couldn't that have been you? What was so special about her?
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