T H I R T Y T W O

I still had my faith to believe that something good would happen. Did I overdo it? I don't think so, at least, I found myself more willing to take the risks and I found the courage to believe in the good for us that I hoped he'd join me in taking that leap of faith. But I was still afraid. I was afraid that loving him made me weak, that it gave him too much power over me. I was afraid that he wanted me only as a friend.

And so, I waited for his reply but I didn't get any. The class ended and when I was about to grab for a meal, he was standing in a crowd, staring into space, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Ryke!", disrupting his peace.

"Finally, you showed up."

"Were you waiting for me?", I timidly ask.

"Who else am I supposed to wait for?", looking delighted to see me.

"I thought that you meant rejection when you ignored my confession. I got dumped so why are you standing in front of my school, acting like you're waiting for me?"

"You, stop torturing yourself. I never said anything because I didn't see this coming. I just didn't know how to react and respond so I thought if I show up like this, it would give you answers already."

"Nope, I don't know what you're thinking right now. You never tell me so how will I know?", because I really don't and I want to know, I want to hear it from you.

"Fine. Let's take this to another level. Let's make our relationship official. Now, will you go and have lunch with me?".