Merrily Social Butterfly

Merrily

Three months into the school year and everyone seemed to fit together like a perfect puzzle. Every crook and corner I look, resides a person laughing heartily with their friends.

Merrily

It made me feel a bit jealous, really. The only friend I have is Mr. Gut, my cat.

Merrily

As I was sitting in my seat, pondering about myself, I felt a hand tap my shoulder. It's the president.

Gian

"Hey, Merrily." Gian's voice was deep and concise, like someone who was asserting dominance.

Merrily

I still find it hard to believe that someone could be so confident and so attractive. Why can't I be like that? "Yes, pres?" I responded, looking up to Gian with distant eyes.

Gian

"You're tasked to collect our contribution for this year's math fest. Is that okay?"

Merrily

Oh, right. I was elected as the business manager of our section against my free will. How funny. "Understood." I nodded and returned to looking out the window.

Gian extended his hand to reach out for Merrily, but he stopped. He seemed hesitant about something. He just sighed and turned away from Merrily, now exiting the classroom.

...

The sound of birds chirping and distant chattering filled the campus. Even birds here come in pairs and groups, and they can fly freely without having to worry about anything.

Merrily

I reached my hand out towards the window, my eyes glued to the pair of birds on a wire. I'm so envious of them. I can't help but wonder—when will I find someone like that?

Merrily

Suddenly, a fifty dollar bill dropped in front of me along with a hand slamming against the wooden desk. I looked up and saw Zed.

Zed

"My contribution."

Merrily

He's as attractive as ever.

Merrily shook his thoughts away and kept the bill. He took out his wallet and dug through his money, but a large hand grasped his hand and stopped him.

Zed

"Keep the change."

Merrily

Weird. Zed never smiles. Not complaining, though, he looks much more attractive like this.

Merrily

"... Okay." I pushed his hand away and zipped up my wallet.

Zed

I turned my back against Merrily and made my way towards the door. Before leaving, I took one quick glance at him. I noticed how the sun shone at his face, highlighting all his features. His deep, brown eyes seemed to be perfectly round marbles that contained both misfortunes and fortunes of the world. His acne only served to make Merrily more attractive.

Zed

But what amused me the most was how he behaves. He was a social butterfly, making new friends here and there, but he always manages to wind up all alone in the classroom, with his eyes filled with nothing but loneliness. The way he stares off far into the distance and admire birds make me sad.

Zed

Nonetheless, he's cute.

Zed sighed to himself and left the classroom, leaving Zian all by himself once again.