“LOOK OUT!!!” calls someone on the field, but it was too late. The ball hit anda square in the face. anda swore loudly and tried to find the person who had kicked the ball. “Alright, who the hell kicked that!?” one of the boys shout. anda heard foot steps running towards you. “God, are anda alright?” He asked. anda huff. “Yeah, I’m fine.” anda say bitterly, “I got hit like that all the time when I played so It’s no big deal. Get back to your tampil perahu game of soccer.” The boy in front of anda was quiet for a while.
“A hero would never leave an innocent girl all oleh herself in a strange place.” anda laugh. Not because anda were trying to be cute, but because anda thought he was really stupid. “I know how to take care of myself... what did anda say your name was?” The boy chuckled. “Alfred F. Jones, at your service.” anda sigh dramatically. “Well, Alfred, I’m (y/n).” anda stick out your hand and find that his is already there. anda feel yourself blush with embarrassment.
Alfred starts the conversation. “So, what are anda doing out here on a gloomy hari like today?” anda sigh. “I didn’t know it was that bad outside today.” anda can practically feel the frown of confusion on Alfred’s face. “How would anda not know?” anda meninju, pukulan at where he should have been, but he wasn’t there. anda cursed under your breath and said, “I thought that the dark glasses gave it away. I’m blind anda pinhead!” For a while, anda don’t hear the American say anything.
You took the opportunity to read your book. He was so quite, anda had completely forgotten he was there. that is, until he said, “(y/n)?” anda sigh and put your book down. “What is it.” anda ask drearily. “How often do anda come to the park?” he asked. YOu shrug. “Almost every day. Why?” anda hear the American stutter. “N-no reason!!! You’re just cool to hang out with anda don’t try to hook up with me because of my looks atau anything.” anda say nothing. anda hear the american’s palm memukul his face. “Right. Stupid me! anda can’t.”
You continue to stay silent. After about 10 lebih minutes, your phone’s alarm goes off. anda stretch and stand up. “Well, I best be off.” anda say, “Fair well, Alfred.” anda start walking away, but Alfred says, “Wait!” anda comply. “Yes?” anda ask. anda hear shuffling of feet and anda assume that it’s Alfred. “Would anda like me to walk me home?” he asked. anda shake your head. “I know the way here and the way back to my house like the back of my hand.” anda say. anda hear the American sigh. “But thanks anyways.” anda add hastily. anda wave to him and anda walk home.
{Magical time skip to when anda arrive at your apartment}
You unlock your door and walk inside. “I’m home, (older cousin’s name)!” anda head to the dapur and open the fridge. ‘Well that’s unusual.’ anda think. (older cousin’s name) always made anda meals before he/she left. In fact, he/she was almost never home. anda groan. anda decide that anda might as well finish your book in your room, then anda think abut your day. Who was that person anda were talking to? He seemed nice enough and anda got the feel in that he wasn’t going to try to perve on anda atau rape anda atau anything. he was too proud of himself to get that low. anda had to admit, he was such a kind person. And the way his hand felt in your hand...
‘NO!’ anda thought to yourself, ‘I just met this guy!’ anda sighed and presses your alarm clock so it would tell anda what time it was. “Ten Twenty-Seven PM.” It said. anda yawned. ‘Maybe I’ll see him tomorrow.’ anda think to yourself as anda drift to sleep’
