Love By Chance [Eng Translation]

Chapter 0 (rough translation)

[Pete Perspective]

If I didn't like boys, maybe it will be better. If I like girls like other boys do, my life will not be like this. This idea is constantly running through my mind. Why do I not like girls? Why do I like boys? Why!

"Alas!"

As I walked on the boulevard on campus, I sighed deeply. Even though the International School tram that can take me to the parking lot has already passed several times, I refused those who asked me if I want to get on the tram.

I like this walk, because I can think during these walks. The most important thing is that walking allows me to get to the parking lot slowly. Slowly going to the parking lot allows me to go home slowly. Slowly go home and I can get home slowly. When I get home slowly, I don't have to feel guilty and embarrassed every time I face my mother. If I let my mother know that I am gay, how disappointed she will be with me!

"Hey.."

Suddenly someone yells, " Fuck! ('卧操' wo cao slang for ' 我肏', a term used to say 'shit' fuck' 'fuck my life/me' or 'I'm fucked' it is offensive so don't use) This is the main road of the school, not the track, are you trying to be killed?"

A powerful force dragged me backwards, and let me fall unconsciously. I pulled away from my thoughts and was briefly confused. I didn't know what had just happened. I only saw when I looked up. A man's back squatted in front of me like a pillar, and was accompanied by a screeching noise of a car. I just came back to God [chinese way of saying 'to come back to ones senses]. I was almost killed by the car.

When I thought about it, I had actually crossed the road without looking.

After the accident it felt like I had just had a heart attack. I was so scared that my eyes widened and my legs were as soft as noodles, and I couldn't even stand up. I could only look at him stupidly. The boy who took my hand, turned around and looked at me with a gloomy look.

"You, do you want to die or what? Why did you cross the road?"

I admit I was astonished at his anger, and could only look at his face, even my hands were trembling. At that moment I can only say, "Yes, I'm sorry."

Even If I don't know why I apologize, but seeing this person's expression makes me feel sorry for myself and want to apologize.

"Well, forget it, you..Hey your lips are white, are you hurt? I pushed you too hard? But it's better than letting you get hit by that damn car."

The person in front of me had a long sigh of relief and pointed at my knee. I looked down and saw that the pants over the knee were torn when I fell, and my knee was scratched.

It was okay when I did not see it. When I noticed it the stinging feeling came along immediately.

"Ouch.." It may hurt and the blood keeps coming.

"What can I do!"

Hearing him talk, I can only stand up and suppress my groans. "No... it doesn't matter. It doesn't hurt."

"You're almost crying and you're saying it's a minor injury."

I don't know what kind of expression I am wearing at the moment.

"It's nothing. Thank you for saving me." I whispered. He was kind, although he looked fierce and his voice was sharp.

He shrugged and walked to the other side. I was wondering so I watched and saw that he had lifted the bicycle that had fallen to the ground to see if it had broken. I was thinking how hard it would be to fix the bike if it was broken. This is miserable.