Romeo and Cinderella

Eight

CHAPTER EIGHT:

Love and Hate

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I planned to write this fic with nothing but my POV, you know like I'm existing in the story just sitting at the corner while watching and eaves dropping on them haha but unfortunately I wanted to write the flashbacks from their POVs haha 

anyways what's with the long note? 

WARNING BOOOOORING and UNEDITED CHAPPIE AHEAD!!

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JIYONG's POV

I remember the day when I first saw her, it was the  first day of the school year. I was already in fourth grade but I act nothing like that. I act like I'm someone who already pass my childhood days, my prepuberty stage, someone who leap from being a child into being an adult. I stepped out of the car, like I was heading into my own company. I walk like I was being watched by someone. And my face probably is the straightest face of all. As usual here I go again with my perfect facade, with my struggle to attain and maintain my perfect image. 

But who am I fooling? I look nothing like perfect, I look like a walking figure. A breathing and walking figure. A figure whose sole purpose is to do everything smoothly, to do it with nothing but perfection. Stupid isn't it, no matter what happened nothing in this world would be perfect.

But everyone around me thinks I'm perfect, relax they're just plain stupid.

I was stopped on my track when a familiar cute voice called me. 

' OPPA!! Jiyong oppa! ' 

I turned to where that tiny cute voice came, a smile emerged from my lips. ' Good morning Chaerin-ah, ' I greeted her as I patted her head. She looks cute as ever. ' Good morning oppa! I'm so excited for this school year! ' she happily chirped with a warm smile. ' Me too, ' I casually answer. 

' I heard there's a transferee this year... but, ' she trailed off as sadness packed with anxiousness surfaced in her cute face. ' What's the matter? ' I asked as I placed my hand on her shoulder. ' I'm worried about her, I heard she's not from a wealthy family... and you know how everyone treat someone like her here, ' she breathed out. I smiled heartly, its always like that she's caring and loving. She worries about the others.

' As long as you're not part of those who will treat her cruelly, you're already a great help. Don't involve you're self too much, neh Chaerin-ah? ' I said as I caressed her back. She then lifted her head and nodded enthusiastically. ' Neh oppa! ' 

Then without any particular reason my eyes hifted on the girl who was walking, heading to the school building. Silly as it may sound but I felt like time stopped. I was young that time and I felt something weird like that, silly right? Then I felt my heart thumpig so loud, its going mad and I even thought it would break my ribs, it will break my chest. 

I felt my cheeks heated up when I saw her look at me then she pulled a smile. That smile, how can a smile look so lovely and perfect. How can just one smile illuminate her, how can just one smile make her more beautiful. 

Yes, she's beautiful. She has a skin that can beat the crap out of Snow white. She has a brown eyes that will take you somewhere, where even Alice's wonderland is no match. She as a cute pink lips that all the prince charming in the world would race just to kiss.She has a long tied hair that I'm sure Rapunzel would envy.

Do I sound dreamy and quite fairtale-ish. I'm a child at that time for crying outloud, and I have read all the fairytale that's available. I may not look like it, plus the fact that I'm a boy, but I do read fairtales. But ofcourse even those tales can't knock my sense of reality.