Error_For_Eternity wrote this heartbreaking story that I could relate so much- there have been many moments in my life where I've felt like Rose.

Author's Note: Hello there! My Wattpad username is @Error_For_Eternity. All my ongoing stories are fanfictions and I'm addicted to kpop. This piece of writing is based on my real experience plus a song.

I could feel people's eyes on me and also hear their whispers as I walked into the cafeteria.

I didn't even give a glare back at them, like I used to do long time ago.

It's been 3 years, I'm used to it.

As my eyes wandered around the surroundings, I found her, my only friend who's engrossing in her book.

My lips curled into a small smile. Her presence makes me feel calm.

I saw her right hand trying to reach to her phone although her eyes were still glued to the book. As she spotted her phone, she grabbed it immediately and started focusing on the screen, probably searching my number. Then she looked up.

"Oh, you're already here. I was about to call you ."

I smiled at her as I sat down face to face with her.

"I don't want to tell you about this in early morning. But don't you think you should stop right now?"

My smile dropped as I froze in my seat.

Please, not this topic again. I could accept everyone talking about it and badmouthing about me.

But in her case, is different.

I thought she understood me, my pain.

I kept my mouth shut, looking out of the window with enormous thoughts running inside my mind.

Then, I heard her soft sigh.

Slowly turning to her, I noticed her eyes which were full of sympathy and pity, staring at me.

I dryly laughed out aloud.

Do I look that miserable? Even in the eyes of my only one friend?

"I thought you know what I've been going through this whole time. I thought at least you, my friend, understand my pain."

Teardrop threatened to fall from my left eye.

No, don't cry. Don't even think of it.

"Listen Rose..."

"Do you think I choose this? Do you think I choose to chase after the person who doesn't give a damn about me?!"

Finally, my emotions exploded.

"It's my heart. My stupid heart's decision!"

I tightened my grip on my chest.

I've been carrying this painful feeling on my shoulder ever since three years ago.

She tried to come closer to me but I stood up abruptly.

"Let's just stop this."

I spun around then saw a good amount of people, watching us.

I roughly separated that small group of people from the middle and ran as fast as I could, without looking back.

I walked inside the classroom insensibly. Quickly and quietly sat down on my seat.

Seconds later, professor made her way into the room and everyone quieted down, silence taking its place.

Just after she got in front of her desk, the door swung open again and I saw no other than him.

Professor gestured him to quickly come in.

Seemed like she's so eager to give us a new lecture.

His bluish eyes met with my brown ones.

He blankly looked at me for a second then continued his way.

Not surprising. To him, I'm a ghost.

I heaved a deep sigh, trying my best to focus on the things professor was saying. Although I failed in reality.

The bell rang, signaling that it's time for a lunch break.

But to my surprise, he didn't go out. He was just continued sitting down, chatting with his friends.

As usual, my eyes were on him.

I don't even need to search for him in the crowd of people. It's like my eyes automatically know where he is, every time.

Maybe, that's the power of unrequited love.

"I heard that she made a scene this morning."

His friend, Angelo spoke up.

Somehow, I knew it was directing at me.

"Oh."

That was the only word which came out from him.

"Can you guys give us some alone time?"

His friends took a glance at me then nodded.

I averted my eyes to the notebook which were filled with messy handwriting of mine.

I heard the door closed and footsteps coming towards me.

They became louder and louder, echoing the almost empty classroom.

Then everything stopped.

I looked up to my front with painful eyes but my lips doing the quite opposite, smiling.

Him standing in front of me, only that one action of him, makes me happy. 

"Rose."

I love the way he calls my name. What am I talking about? I love every single thing he does.

Heck, I'm just a fool who's losing track and running in circles.

"Kevin..."

"Aren't you tired, Rose?"

Of course, I'm exhausted enough to die.

But, at least, I can smile when I see you.

That's my source of happiness, truthfully.

"What do you want to hear?"

He sighed, "Please don't be like that, you've already known how I think of you."

Yes, just burn me out, reject me forever you heartless man.

"I know, but I can't help it. I do not own my heart anymore Kevin."

All I know is how to love you.

"But Rose, you can't just chase after someone who doesn't have any feelings towards you!"

I smiled bitterly.

What's he, my grandpa?

I can't even order my own heart so how could he?

Possibility is vain, zero.

He shook his head, pursing his lips, "I don't know how to deal with you anymore. So, just do whatever you want."

He surrendered and turned around, leaving me behind.

I was now alone, sitting down soullessly with slight red eyes.

What did I do to deserve this?

What kind of crime did I commit in my past life, to suffer like this?!

Looks like I have to heap all the blame on my pitiful destiny.

Tears freely streaming down as I shouted with frustration and sadness.

Why the hell it has to be him, the man who will never love me back?! The man who won't care whether I'm hurt or not?!

I thought if you truly love someone, the feeling would become mutual some day, somehow.

That was so stupid of me.

Love is a lie.

Finally, I realized that.

I keep saying myself that I hate him but my heart cannot shake off the longing for him yet.

Sadly, I have no choice except to embrace this cursing fate until the end.