i sat with my legs crossed.
a cup of instant noodle to my side and a yearbook on my lap.
i looked at the photos of the patient with her pale complexion.
she used to be tan and healthy and cheerful.
she was one of the popular ones back then; although not as popular as the queen bee, she still had that aura to her.
she liked smiling.
eyes crescents.
full lips stretched widely.
twinkling.
shining my world.
i harbored a crush to her and she didn't notice it.
her friends said she was too dense.
i thought it was adorable.
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Short Storyshe is a pale girl. that patient. she has this huge room, just for her. inside, it is nothing; just another white all-over. i am a doctor. and the hospital just had to give me this patient. but, she is confusing me. and i want to see what she...
