We were all excited as we would inevitably have to be at that time. They had agreed on the challenge, and she must do it.

She was flustered, oftentimes very timid. She wasn't like any girl he has ever seen. Kinda like a small, cute poodle dog. Her entire existence screams adorableness, and I bet she even had Sweater Weather quoted somewhere.

The chick was cute, let's all agree on that. And at that moment, that level of attraction was seemingly pushed up a few more. Not entirely, but I tend to notice some other features of her that were "cool", from time to time; playing guitar and singing like an angel, talks like a literal philosopher, and just overall perfect for a dream girlfriend.

At least, this is what he viewed her. A completely beautiful saint ascended from heaven.

At least, that's how I think he viewed her. Who knows if they've argued? Who knows if they've seen each other's ugly sides? They've got all the personal time to themselves, chatting and hanging out anytime they wanted.

Back to the point. Here, you see, what I'm about to convey is something I've never thought of doing, since it's so much of my opinions rather than actually telling the story. At that moment, I was not mad, nor hurt, nor sad.

The boredom took over me like waves swallowing sand. I felt an uncertainty unlike anything before, and I saw myself laughing. I laughed and screamed and got all excited like a little girl getting a puppy for her birthday present. Sure, the excitement was real, but where is the joy in that? Where was the fun in seeing them hugging in the middle of the school ground?

I lost a friend that day. Well, to be sure, I've lost my friend to her ever since he told me he liked her. That was when I realized all of the things I did for that guy earlier did not put up to anything, nor did it matter anymore. For disclaimers, I certainly misunderstood friendship and affection somewhere along the road, and I have certainly mistook my friendship with him as me liking him. I do not like him in any ways.

We're still great friends, nonetheless. I still feed him the encouragement and advices he needs everyday. But ever since the realization, I fell sick and tired. I never thought of losing a friend in such a way that neither of us even noticed.

To say the least, I hated what was going on at the moment. Still, it was instinct that got me jumping.

She called out to him and I watched her. I watched as they united and collided, falling into each other's arms so naturally, so beautifully. It was a fantastic scene.

We screamed really loud. All the girls were laughing and covering their faces. Unsurprisingly I did too. Surely enough this was an event in need of a huge celebration, and huge celebrating they did.

And I.

I was happy.

Wu Shi Si.
Ngũ Thập Tứ.
21/04/2021.