He watched me fall for him, what an embarrassing moment. NO, IT'S NOT FALL IN LOVE, I LITERALLY FALL IN FRONT OF HIM, but well—uhm—actually fall in his embrace.

"Whoah, you okay?" those low and soft tone voices ringing into my ear, with questions, "You must be careful, you know?" before I could answer, he asked another question, "Have you eaten ur lunch? You didn't seem well, Lil.. Mau dianter ke klinik ga?" as if we're close as if we're a friend to another, I DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM???

"How, could you know my name?" he blinks a few times, and let out a little giggle—that I think kinda lovely—after a while of time, he answer my question, "How could I don't know the most clumsy person on the campus?" I blushed, kinda hard blushed, and in a hurry to get up from his embrace, "Oh shut up, thank you anyways, see you" but before I go, he touch my hand again, just a light tap, but—again—I fall to him, "Be careful next time, here's your candy"

But not the literal meaning of fall, I fall in love.