"You nerd!"
Yes, those were the words I heard before I closed the bedroom door.
After that day, Ricky and I grew closer. Of course, as a schoolmate who happened to attend the same junior high school. We're both seventh graders, and it's impossible for us to feel love at that age. Even though my close friends always tease me. And it's true what Aya said at that time. If Ricky is the guy who is loved by one school. In fact, it's not just seventh graders. However, eighth graders and ninth graders did.
"So..." Ricky said this afternoon.
We have an appointment, meet at the red bridge as usual. Right now, Ricky looked presentable. Wearing a black T-shirt, a stark contrast to his pure white skin.
"So what?" I asked looking confused.
