Fall In Love's
Episode 1's

It is not easy to know what is called love.

Love can make people different

For those who know him.

Love is a blessing in his life

For those who do not know him.

To know love.

We have to be really ready

Ready to face the reality.

It is not easy to get love

We need more struggle.

*Then from that,

I have to fight for him.

someone who has managed to pull this heart.

I'll let my paper plane fly with my wish....

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No day without a piece of paper. It might make a girl named Imelda Maharani feel bored. Every time he has free time, he likes to spend his time writing a series

the poem he would send to the school.

In addition to writing poetry, Imel also likes to spend playing guitar in the music room. While it makes him feel happy. For Imel music and poetry is medicine when he feels saturated. Through songs and rhythms, Imel always tried to pour out everything in his heart. Through a strand of words, Imel also always poured out all his feelings.

"Write another poem, Mel?"

Imel looked up at a long-haired girl and pied in the middle. The girl stood in front of Imel's desk holding a black bag.

Imel answered the question with a smile. "Yes, my brain is still ready to imagine."

"Imagining is not a problem, the most important thing is not to over-expect. Pity her later," replied the girl and placed her bag on the table next to Imel.

"Derain, uh. Don't do it, dong. Later on I will not focus, so be it," scowled Imel in response to Derain.

Derain was grimacing. "Yes, sorry. Lagian lo still makai event send a letter to mading. Dahal is coding it's sophisticated, girl. Through wa can also be times."

Derain was at a loss for words if Imel had uttered a simple word, but the meaning was really sharp nosedived.

"Rain, anterin yuk, but not yet the school bell," asked Imel while folding the paper into a plane shape.

Derain nodded. Because, he was also used to being invited by Imel to send the letter.

Finally, the two of them walked out of the classroom towards the locker that was at the end of their classroom corridor.

It only takes less than two minutes. The two of them had been between the student lockers facing each other in opposite directions.

Derain was in charge of maintaining the corridor situation, while Imel was trying to get the paper plane into the locker hole.

With nervousness, and trembling hands. Finally, Imel managed to insert the paper plane.

Imel screeched happily while punching into the air. In his mind, this effort was not in vain. However, this matter is not easy because it is an admirer of the secrets of many obstacles.

Derain who was watching near the locker, his eyes immediately rounded perfectly when he saw someone walking towards the corridor of the locker.

"Sttts.. Sttts. There's people, Mel. Yuk, manhunt," said Derain panicked himself.

Imel immediately became groggy. And, pulling up Derain's arm swiftly, the two of them hid behind the corridor pillar.

On the other hand, someone meant by Derain was trying to open his locker. His gaze narrowed as he looked at a blue-colored paper plane between the sportswear.

His hands were stretched out to pick up the paper. Observed carefully while flipping the object.

"Who else sent me this?" muttered.

Finally, he chose to bring the paper plane with his sports clothes. After he finished, he immediately waltzed away leaving the corridor of the locker.

Behind the pillar, Imel's face became delighted, and growled with anxiety. So anxious he did not realize that he was squeezing Derain's arm until the girl grimaced in pain.

"aww... Imel's sick bego," Derain whirred over Imel's hand.

Imel who realized that immediately laughed grimly. "Sorry, Rain. I wasn't intentional."

Derain just smashed an irritated lip. "Where? Not taken?" ask Derain.

Imel nodded quickly. "At last my letter was taken from Excel. Crazy, not in vain." Imel's face really sparkled happily.

"Well, what's next?"

"Stay the same, Derain."

"My paper plane, it'll keep flying." Imel's face was instantly happy.