Fall In Love's
Episode 2

That taste is like gulali.

Initially sweet, but the longer it feels disappear with time.

I hope that doesn't happen to me...

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Excel walked into the class with his hand still holding a paper airplane he found in his locker. Initially Excel felt uncomfortable with the letters that were always intended for him. However, it was different from this paper plane. For Excel this letter is quite unique, moreover the content always shows a puzzle.

When I step into class. Excel suddenly felt like looking at school mading. He was looking forward to a work that every day emblazoned in the mading.

With a smile rising on the arch of the lips. Excel approaching mading board.

And this is where Excel is, in front of the school floor. His eyes swept across all the papers piled up in the mading. Wish what he wanted to meet.

"Gumcha!" Excel smiled happily as he saw the blue sheets of paperboard between the papers stuck in the mading.

His lips muttered softly while reading the writing about poetry that made him always wait for the continuation of the writing series.

In a wishful grasp.

I always try to reach him.

He is always smiling, though,

When reading this poem.

Make my soul dance in the sky.

Wanted me to reach the moon, and say,

that I had managed to make his face smile twinkle.

When you know, this feeling is getting bigger. Especially when you're holding a paper plane.

Witnesses, the beginning of my struggle.

I.m-

Excel's forehead creased as he read a sentence describing the paper plane

He looked back at the paper plane. "Don't you, who wrote the poem in the same mading that sent me this paper plane is the same person?"

Behind the wall a shoulder-haired girl was peeking at Excel in front of the mading. His lips curved upwards, forming a thin smile. In his heart he hoped that his efforts would not end in vain. Can he hope for more? More than just a piece of paper that Excel reads?

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Bell's break had echoed about five minutes ago. Like a rest hour in general. Most students spend time off eating in the cafeteria, or doing other activities.

While Imel spent his break in class, Derain was in the cafeteria.

In class, Imel was looking for materials to make his poetry. By eating supplies from home, Imel again wrote and imagined the imagination that was playing around in his brain.

It only took more than five minutes. The blue paper was filled with black ink.

Imel smiled happily, when his work was ready to be sent back. Before that, Imel first folded the blue paper into a stork.

"Mell."

Feeling his name called Imel immediately turned to the source of the sound.

"Yes, Regi?" suhut Imel when a guy calls his name.

The guy named Regi was sitting next to Imel. "Not to the cafeteria?" ask Regi.

"Oh," reply Regi briefly.

"Why?" ask Imel.

"No, I just wanted to eat together. Count as a sign of my agreement," replied Regi smiling.

Imel became clumsy himself when he saw the curvature of Regi's lips that formed a smile, plus there were two dimples that added to his sweet impression. Fyi, Regi is someone Imel once liked, but with time. The guy's liking evaporated. Because, according to rumors circulating, Regi already has a lover and his lover is abroad. Rather than trying to seize, Imel better retreat. Eventually, he fell back in love. Who else, if not someone I always send paper planes.

"Thank you, Regi. Maybe sometime" replied Imel.

Regi nodded in understanding. Then, he reached into his pants pocket, and pulled out a beautiful invitation.

"Mel, tonight's coming, yeah. At my birthday party." Regi gave the invitation, and Imel accepted.

"The Dresscode' is inside the invitation," Regi explained.

"Region, birthday?" imel's face became radiant.

Regi scratched his nape. "Heheheh ... Yes, so I just ate together. Because, well this."

"Well, so I'm wasting my birthday tax opportunity, dong" said Imel put on a sad face.

"If you want, go to the cafeteria. I'm really laper," asked Regi to offer again.

Imel is seen weighing an offer from Regi. Inwardly, if he refused, it did not taste good to Regi himself.

"Yes, deh. I want to," break up Imel.

"Come, bye. Gas, hunt in," Regi said excitedly.

Imel nodded. Before that, he first cleaned up all his belongings. After they finished, the two of them immediately walked towards the cafeteria.

On the way to the canteen. Accidentally, the two of them passed directly by Excel.

"Oi, Cel." Regi shouted Excel's name, making the guy stop his steps.

"Yes?" say Excel, and walk close to Regi.

"Eh kunjil. Later do not forget to come to my party," said Regi while giving Excel an invitation.

"Oh, okay," replied Excel briefly.

Imel who was between the two guys, felt tense himself. Imel's chest was pounding as Excel was not far from him.

Imel secretly tried to steal a glance. In my heart, Imel screamed. He felt anxious himself, slowly warming his cheeks.

"Why do you see me smiling like that?"

Gluey! Imel was shocked when he was caught off guard by someone he was looking at secretly.

"Engghh– no really, I do not think about you. So, don't geer," elak Imel.

Then Imel, pull Regi's wrist. "Come, Regi. The hunt's in."

Regi's body staggered slightly by Imel's hand pull.

"Gue first, Cel," said Regi.

Excel nodded. He was astonished at Imel's behavior.

"Freaky girl. People were obviously just now he was looking at me." Excel shook his head in surprise. And, back to walking towards her class.