When I entered the classroom, my eyes searched for the whereabouts of a beautiful girl named Anisa.
Long eyelashes, sharp nose, thin lips, and white skin as white as snow. Anisa's face is indeed extraordinary. And, when I see that face, somehow my heart beats really fast.
When I'm lazy to go to school, I think of Anisa and excited to go to school.
The strange feeling that comes every time I see Anisa makes me confused myself. My heart beats fast, and sometimes I feel awkward when I'm with him. My mind is suddenly blank and confused when I'm close to Anissa.
I then searched for information about this, and I just realized, that all this time I have loved Anisa.
As far as I know, Anisa doesn't have a boyfriend yet, can I, an ordinary man, be the partner of a beautiful woman like Anisa? Is it possible?
I tried to muster up the courage to tell the truth to my closest friends and parents that I actually liked Anisa. Then they suggested that I immediately confess to Anisa that I love her.
After I thought about it, I had to express my feelings to Anisa. I then got the idea to confess my love to Anisa at night, under the moonlight.
I ordered him to come at seven o'clock in the evening at a small restaurant. Then ask him to sit at the prepared table. Exactly at seven o'clock at night, Anisa came and sat looking for my whereabouts.
Excitedly, I approached him with a bouquet of flowers in my hand. In front of everyone, I knelt down and gave the flower while saying "I love you, Anisa"
The night was suddenly quiet, only the sound of music could be heard. Even Anisa couldn't say anything, she looked at me with a confused look.
The quiet atmosphere suddenly broke when people supported Anisa accepting my proposal. However, unexpected. Both of Anisa's eyes were filled with tears, there was no happy expression on that beautiful face.
"Sorry, I don't love you. I already have a boyfriend." Said Anisa. The smile on my face instantly faded.
I dropped the bouquet of flowers, and said with a smile even though I was crying hearing the statement from Anisa.
"Okay, it's okay. I'm sorry. Let's go home now." I couldn't possibly leave Anisa at the restaurant alone. I took him back to his house. In the car, we didn't speak a word at all.
After dropping him off, I returned to my own house. Spent the night crying in the room. I spent the whole day in my room and just cried. But it does not last long. I returned to being cheerful as before, although the pain and disappointment still lingered in my heart. I don't hate Anisa, I'll just be good friends with her. A friend who admires the person he loves in silence.
