Walking through the hallway with my usual nonchalance when girls are drooling over me, I keep my distance from everyone, darting my eyes to that one person, who's none other than you.

I am the heartthrob of our school, known as the ice prince because of my cold attitude, also me being the national ice skater. Teachers love me because I'm good at studies and sports. I'm pretty famous among girls cause I'm quite good looking, literally a perfectionist you can ever ask for.

I used to love the attention I get, to be the perfect puppet of my coach, teachers and parents, keeping my standard high by not looking at anyone else. Just me and my pride, having the fear of disappointing anyone, until I met you.

Meeting you made me realise all the attention I get is nothing but wastes, the fearful and admiral eyes I get from everyone, I don't want them anymore.

As a perfectionist, I never find beauty in them anymore, I keep looking for the imperfections that can make anyone 100x more perfect.

And you, you are the imperfectly perfectest one in my eyes.

The way you are always so careless, living by your own, no fear of being a disappointment, no fear of being better than anyone, no shame at whatever you are doing, not caring at all when I pretend to study math beside the table you sit by the window in the library, stealing glances at you time to time, your eyes lingering on the book you are reading as your melody of laughter bells through the air, making me lose my breath.

And for the first time, we made an eye contact.

I look away immediately, trying to keep my posture straight and confident but the rapid heartbeat and the warmth of my cheeks says otherwise.

From the side of my eyes I see you shrugging and continuing to read the book again, living further apart from the outer world, trying to fix your dark messy braided hair unknowingly that is falling in the front of your face, blocking your eyesights from reading the book.

Like you, I never want any attention anymore now. But unlike you, I want your attention, just once.

Just look at me once again and I will never let you go, I promise.

But you never did.

Our school ended just like every other day, again me being unnoticed by you.