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“I don’t know if it actually suits me though…” Asa muttered under her breath, examining every single detail of her new dress she just had bought. “Maybe I should have taken the other one?”
“But like, what if he actually doesn't like it? Or if he thinks that I’m the most hideous girl on this planet? Do I even wanna go on this…date?” her mind was flooded with negative thoughts as she rearranged some invisible folds on her dress. “Why did I do that, matter of fact?.”
Today, it wasn’t just a basic day where Asa would just do her daily, boring routine that involved going to school, coming back to home, doing all of the massive homeworks teachers would give her, and then finally going to sleep, like this wouldn’t be the same the day after.
No. Not even in the slightest bit.
It was much more than that. Today was a kind of stressful day because Asa decided to be bold enough to ask a boy out on a date. Pulling up this move was like throwing yourself voluntarily in the ocean as an aquaphobe (if we actually know how she is). Too crazy to be true. But well, she did it.
The truth is that she didn’t do it just because she accepted a stupid bet with some classmates, that if she did it then they’d become the “popular boy and the super very shy girl ship” and blabla. In reality, Asa had a thing for this guy since he was transferred in her high school.
Since day one, that blond, tall boy never feared showing his personality. Bubbly and extroverted, she was more bland and reserved, his exact opposite. But for some reason, she sensed that she’d appreciate him. And in a way or another, they both became good friends in a short amount of time.
Asa wasn’t like this guy at all. Mostly hanging by herself, she never really knew how it was like to have some fun around her, and even thought that it might not be that good.
However, this guy proved her totally wrong. Teasing her, standing up for her, offering his help whenever she needed it the most.. all of those small details seemed maybe just « normal » for a loyal friend to do, but Asa felt it deep in her heart. Nobody actually checked on her like that other than him. Maybe he actually liked her as much as she liked him?
Yeah, definitely.
And she could feel it. Maybe a little too much.
She could feel how sometimes during class he’d straight up stare at her like she was some kind of a beautiful, mysterious painting…
…how he’d randomly hold eye contact, her face never failing to become red as a tomato.
How he’d bite his lips when seeing hers…
All of this was so new to Asa, and despite all the signs, she didn’t know if she was just making up things in her brain.
“Ahhhh, why is it so complicated,” she’d talk to herself sometimes, face shoved in her pillow, legs swinging in air. “Does he like me or noooot?”
You could think that this girl was simply in denial because she even asked her mother what her opinion was on the whole situation.
“It’s obvious, sweetie, he likes you…”
Even posted it online, to make sure that she wasn’t tripping.
And… All of the answers were the same.
The exact same.
“yeah, duuuuh, he wants you!!”
“he def like u ”
“...no guy just stare at a girl like that, as a guy, trust i knowww lmfao”
“girllll if you don’t ask him on a date..”
So, she did it.
Put her fear aside.
Walked to him, hands shaking,
And asked;
“Wanna go to the cinema theater with me? there’s this new movie that has just been released and i’d thought it’ll be cool if I’m gonna watch it with you…”
“Mhhh…”
Silence.
Heavy.
His eyes roamed over her, like usual.
Things were getting awkward… she needed to break the ice, she thought.
So when she was just about to open her mouth telling him it was okay if he didn’t want to, he finally spoke.
A smile was spreading on his face. A huge one, like he just has won the lottery.
“Yeah, sure,”
That’s it.
Two words only sufficed to make Asa’s eyes dart. She didn’t actually expect that.
For some reason or another, she was very shocked, but more than that, flustered, she wanted this for ages, and here is it, finally happening.
Even though she tried to act nonchalant not to show how much she was excited, her face betrayed her. Fingers toying with the end of her sweater, she looked up at him.
His taller frame leaned against the locker, smile still wide.
“What? cat got your tongue?”
“Denji, what are you talking ab-” Denji brought his face closer to hers, shushing her up.
Saw how tense she actually was. Just from him talking to her? Damn. He knew he had some effects on her, but not that badly.
Denji laughed it off. “Dunno. You just seem…confused?” everybody could feel the hint of amusement in his voice. Clearly he was enjoying it.
“But I’m not!”
“Oh, yes, you are,”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“I just told you no, for God’s sake, Denji!”
“But I just told you yes, princess.”
She didn’t have time to react when the bell rang, indicating that it was time to go back to their respective class. He chuckled when peeping her face.
“Don’t forget to text me the info later, hmm? Like when, what movie are we gonna see, all of it, y’know?” he glanced at her a last time before hurrying wherever he had to go. “See you after class.”
Now… let’s go back to the present. Time flowed and here Asa was, readjusting whatever she had to in front of her mirror. Sprinkling on some blush on her cheeks, applying a cute lip combo on her lips and spraying a good smelling vanilla body mist all over herself, (because, according to her search online, most guys loved vanilla's scent), Asa was now patiently waiting for his message, even though she was stressing.
“You just gotta calm down...calm down, calm down, calm down… it’s not like you’re gonna die…yup, that’s it.”
Not even a minute later, her phone was buzzing. A message appeared on her screen with a familiar name. Not a random person's name but his name.
“yooooo asa, im not very far from your place, think you can join me now?”
Phone in hands, she replied.
“hii denji!! im coming soon hehe”
“well don’t be too late, cs i hate this shit fr”
“lol yeaaaaaaa :p, cya”
“cya”
From now on, there was no turning back. In a few minutes, she’ll be on a “date” with him…
How is he going to react when seeing how well dressed she is (and especially) for him…? Will he like it? Love it…? Or even hate it?…