The Cheerful Cold Girl
Chaptre 35. Is he mocking me?

—Nasya Illustration

...[.Nasha POV]...

Lately I have often been visited by two couples who are the talk of the school. I was so surprised that suddenly a popular girl like Sofie greeted me in the library.

At first I was hoping that maybe he was interested in this boring me, but seeing from his smile it seemed like my guess was wrong.

He smiled ridiculously at me. Even make my hair stand up.

As others say Sofie is a calm and cold person. But, I didn't expect that he liked to ridicule people by putting on a stupid smile.

Sofie looks perfectly normal with her boyfriend Sebastian. He can smile normally and cheerfully, why?

Oh, I know the answer. She must be a hypocritical woman, being pretentious, but if she was with a man she would be as attractive as possible, she was a gatel woman. It seems like what some of the women in the class said was right, Sofie is a male thief.

She must have come to the library and greeted me to mock me for not having a boyfriend at all.

From that smile it was like saying. 'Loving to see you have nothing. Well, you're boring so natural.'

I grit my teeth when I think about what that person is thinking. He's the same as everyone else, I'm a boring guy and don't talk too much.

"He's alone again, lo. Does he have any friends?"

"Dull don't come near us."

"Haha, pity it's worth it he doesn't have a girlfriend, oh, yeah, run a girlfriend, he doesn't even have a single friend."

I've listened to such remarks a lot, Sofie must be the same, she mocked me.

At Sofie and Sebastian's library it's like arguing about things I don't understand Sofie's also very different to that guy.

Sofie seemed to want to say something while in the library, but she was like it was hard to say so the boyfriend wanted to help her.

But no need for me to know what he wants to say. Surely he wanted to make fun of me, fortunately at that time mom called me so I had a reason to run away.

I don't need to listen to the hurtful remarks of popular girls. I am so grateful that my mother called me.

I thought I would never see her again and be free from her smile, but today Sofie came back to me.

He smiled mockingly and greeted me and left. The boyfriend said that it was Sofie's way of greeting people and nothing to think about. Anyone would know if Sebastian was lying, he smiled so sweetly when he was with you, right? You just want to defend your girlfriend.

You two are too hypocritical even me to the point of nausea seeing two people like you.

Crates

Crates

The break bell rings. I stood up from my seat to go to the library and eat there, but I passed Sofie.

He let out a mocking smile once again. I was made a little frightened to see that smile, after smiling Sofie left.

Sebastian who was standing next to her, inexplicably sighed. He walked towards me.

"Please don't get me wrong Sofie just wants to be friendly.she doesn't have bad intentions."

Liars. The words from her are obviously a lie, when with you she can smile very sweetly, but Sofie doesn't do it to me. That means he thinks of me as a mockery.

After that he once again apologized and walked away.

I looked at her shoulders which were getting away from the anger that was enveloping my heart. Sofie I hate him, different from me. Sofie's got everything, both popularity and she's approached a lot. No wonder people are jealous of him.

Because I belong in the envious category.

I turned around and went back to the school library. Eating there while reading books is a habit for me, a quiet atmosphere makes the heart feel calm.

There's no one here. I remember meeting interesting people in the library during 8th grade Junior High. Even though I don't know what her name is, I put enough feelings in people I don't know.

It was as usual that I read the books in the library quietly and enjoyed the provisions, nothing special until, he came.

Fortunately, there was only me, so no one thought him bad. A guy my age, he looks a little fierce, has piercings in both ears and a little brandal.

At first I was scared. He's a bad boy, that's what I'm assuming.

'Why would a child like him come here?'

He looked in all directions and said. "Is there only you?"

I nodded my head.

He's crisis. "It's a bit of a hassle, it seems like the reputation of literacy is very bad. I was hesitant to be a writer." He scratched his head and turned his back. Looks like he wants to leave.

But the saying "to be a writer" makes nerds like I'm interested. Unconsciously I said something.

"Do you want to be a writer?"

He stopped walking and looked at me.

"Yes, I came here to see how much people are interested in reading and also looking for references. But seeing there's only one person makes me a little lazy."

"Don't say that!"

"......"

"If you're a potential writer then as a nerd, I will support you, if the reference problem I have a lot. Right here! I'll show you!"

I was overzealous then, probably because I had someone suitable. I subconsciously held the man's hand and carried him onto the bookshelf.

I smiled and recommended many books, ranging from romance, comedy, drama, and fantasy. As I explained cheerfully, she could only nod her head like a forced person.

But, I don't care about that forced response, I really like talking about books. Maybe that's why I can't stop talking.

"Here, take this book. It would be great for an idea."

I gave one of the most recommended books in my opinion. He took it and thanked me.

"I hope you like it."

Since that day he has been to the library. We talked about a few books and it was fun.

Time only passed by about a week with him in the library, he was a delinquent, but it turned out very well.

She also told me about that she saved one sweet smiling girl towards her, so she stopped being naughty and became normal. He was looking for the girl he saved, it seemed like he was in love with that girl.

At that moment he decided to become a writer.

Somehow hearing she has a girl in love makes this heart become tight, do I like this guy?

My cheeks get hot when I think of such a thing. It's been a week getting to know even we don't know names, so it's weird that I like him.

I stared doubtfully at the man who was calmly reading the book I just recommended. He's so cool, looks so strong.

Although a little embarrassed I ventured to ask her name.

"Sorry, can I know your mama?"

He raised his lips. " Little Sun, that's my pen name."

I don't know why he could have misunderstood and even mentioned a pen name, but knowing that was enough was enough. Maybe he thought that I already knew him considering he used to be troublemaking. But I don't really care about the environment so I don't know the name.

I am a little sorry for this attitude..

"Little sun, I'll remember, I'm waiting for your book."

I smiled as much as I could and she also returned with a happy smile.

That day I knew the name Little Sun and that very day. We don't see each other anymore.