Metamorphosis Love
MC - Travel (Aiden)

That day I went to school as usual, nothing interesting and it all felt boring. For the first time I saw him giving his seat to an old grandmother who had just boarded the foam. I think he's just a good guy.

But fate brought us back together. The other day I saw him give me a chair for a sick man. She was a really good girl, I thought.

That's why I asked myself what is the name of this beautiful and kind girl. I introduced myself, but he didn't seem interested in me.

The next day we met on the bus. It was a very full passenger and I saw him crammed with a lot of people. It felt so angry, my heart led to protect it. So I approached and stood behind him, holding off those who were about to nudge him.

At that moment, he asked me who I was. I'm not angry, but I'm happy because surely this time he will remember my name. After that incident, every time I saw her my heart was pounding erratically. Her smile even made me smile to myself for no reason.

Although I like him very much, but my courage to approach is zero percent. I didn't want him to stay away from me for being uncomfortable and you ended up being awkward. But it was my cowardly attitude that made me miss an opportunity.

One of my friends came and said he knew who the girl was. I couldn't believe it at first, how could it be because you looked like a shy, innocent girl. But once again I was wrong, apparently you were braver than I thought. Blatantly shows that you really like other young men.

Although many times rejected and injured but you did not give up. I think you're stupid for getting hurt for someone who doesn't even like you. But again I was wrong. The other day I heard you guys were dating. That's when my hopes were dashed and desperate. I want to forget you but fate as if asking me to endure this feeling.

When you and I became close because of our grade level assessment into one class. When you and I were faced with the same situation for some. I thought it was the wrong thing at the time because you already had a boyfriend. But after hearing you guys had a fight and had a break up, I became curious and then found out what your lover was like.

It was then that I smiled triumphantly, I felt more handsome than him, I felt more intelligent than him. And I feel more able to make you happy with all my attention than with his indifference to you. At that moment my mind began to wish for you and him to be over forever. Let me come closer to writing a happy story sheet with you.

But once again my mind is wrong, you show how much you love your lover. When I try to justify my good attitude and concern for you. When I tried to get in between you to take over the man's place. You're still acting normal and think I'm just a good friend.

Good friend, that's why I'm turning it in my brain so I can get closer to you. Every time I do something excessive, that excuse comes up and I start melting away justification, because I'm a good friend. It's just an excuse because I don't want to be the bad guy.

Then that day you confronted me with questions about my attitude. I thought you were beginning to realize my courage, but again I was wrong. You built a tall solid fortress between you and another man. To you, a friend is really just a friend.

Being cornered, I began to seek a defense by saying what I felt about your lover. I started to vilify him and consider myself still much better. But you built that wall thicker, that friendship sentence you said made my guts shrivel. You just want me to act like a friend, but unfortunately I still treat you as someone who deserves to be mine.

I pondered your words all day long, I wanted to know what I did not have and owned by your lover. So I decided to go to her to ask.

"Aren't you a coward, you asked your lover to rebuke me for my attitude, right?" Ask him.

The cold face looked flat as if it did not care. But seconds later he smiled a little at me.

"I didn't ask for it, but he could feel what I was feeling. I don't mind him being close to any guy anyway, because I trust him. Because she is as she pleases me" she replied confidently.

I got restless again, indeed that girl likes you a lot, but what about how you feel about her? Isn't that the wrong thing? Isn't that the same as playing? I went back to trying to find her fault in order to look good on the amta girl I like. Unfortunately, the sentence that her lover uttered, back pierced my senses.

"If he builds the fort, then I try to destroy it. Wouldn't he get hurt? Can you see someone you love getting hurt? Is that really a taste of like?"

The question of why keeps spinning in my brain. If I love her, I should be happy with her choice. If I loved her, I shouldn't have disturbed her happiness. If I loved her, I should know better what would hurt her. So I concluded that this was no longer pure liking. But I've been obsessed with not losing to your lover.

It was selfishness that made me think I was better than any young man. There is still something better than me, and maybe it's your boyfriend.

Words would start popping up in my head. If at that time I was more courageous, if at that time I had openly expressed my love, if at that time I had asked you to date first. Will our story be any different? Will our destiny change?

I don't hate the fate of our meeting, I don't hate the friendship or strife that exists between us. I just wanted to apologize to you and to him if I could have scratched the wound.

Even now I dare to stand here, because I see you who never despair at the word surrender. You showed that everything is fine even if you take the wrong step. You are the courage that everyone should have, if only everyone loved a girl like you, then cowards would be extinct from this earth.