Part 2: The Past We Didn’t Forget

INTRO:

A kiss in the first meet?

Might be moving too fast.

But surely, there's a meaning to it!

"FIRST SIGHT"

An event in school.

Crowded and chaotic.

How I wish to go home.

What's with the shout?

Oh?

A pageant show.

I glance at the stage, uninterested—

Until I see her.

"SPACE OUT"

The cheers had long faded, but my mind hadn't.

The moment she stepped onto that stage,

something inside me shifted.

My friend nudged me.

"Dude, you've been staring into space since the pageant started. What, you

fallen for one of them?"

I blinked. The words escaped before I even thought about them.

"Yes. Yes, I have."

And suddenly, I realized—I wasn't lying.

"REALIZATION"

Huh? What?! Wait…

Am I falling?

No…

I have fallen!

"THERE'S THIS GIRL"

There's this girl.

A senior, higher than me.

Her name is Kate.

The one I've fallen for since I first saw her.

She who smiles the brightest.

A tall and pretty girl.

But the more I watched her, the more I realized—Her beauty comes from within.

Kind. Demure.

The way she treats others with warmth…

I find my heart sinking deeper.

Falling more than I ever intended.

"THE END?"

So this is where it ends?

Senior is graduating.

She's leaving.

Is this it?

I don't even have the time to confess.

I know I don't have the courage, but…

Since this is my last chance,

I have to take it.

"COURAGE"

With courage in mind,

Love in heart,

And a flower in hand—

I walk.

Slowly.

One step at a time.

Until I stand before her.

My confidence crumbles,

But my heart pushes me forward.

I open my mouth,

And words spill out.

"Senior, you probably don't know me…"

"But I've admired you for a long time."

"Congratulations on your graduation."

I hold out the flower,

My hands trembling slightly.

Her fingers brush against mine as she takes it.

She smiles.

And that's when I panic.

I turn—

And run.

"THERE'S THIS BOY"

There's this boy.

A year younger than me.

I don't know when it started,

But I began noticing him.

Maybe it's the way he helps others.

Maybe it's his kind smile.

At first, I thought nothing of it.

But the more I saw him,

The more that smile stayed in my head.

Damn.

He's cute, alright.

"LAST DAY"

My last week.

I keep looking around.

Weird… I don't see him anywhere.

Usually, he's in my sight at least once.

Maybe this is a sign.

Maybe I'm not meant to know who he is.

Maybe I should stop looking.

I force myself to smile.

Happy to graduate,

But sad to leave without knowing his name.

"TRANSITION"

A girl's mind is wide.

No one could ever pinpoint what she's thinking.

I tell myself I'm fine.

I tell myself it doesn't matter.

I tell myself to forget.

And then—

A boy appears in front of me.

His next actions,

His next words,

Will change everything.

"THE CONFESSION"

He confessed?

Wait—Huh?

HE CONFESSED?!

O—m—g!!

The flower looks nice and fresh.

Ohh, it has a great smell too.

Wait—am I seriously thinking about the flower right now?!

I look up.

I open my mouth to speak.

But before I can ask his name—

He dashes away.

Embarrassed.

Flustered.

I blink.

I stare down at the flower in my hands.

And I sigh.

"I didn't even get to ask his name."

The sadness creeps in again.

OUTRO:

So they did know each other.

Or maybe they forgot?

Whatever the case may be—

The kiss still happened.

Will it spark their love?

Or will it awaken something else?