***Kiyurie

I pushed open my apartment door, still sobbing breathlessly. Tears still drop from my eyes as I pressed "6" in the elevator and slowly elevated up to my apartment.
My life was over. My boyfriend, Ryan, had rejected me, he had dumped me. How could he?
I needed Gwen to come over. I reached for the phone, my slim black cell phone, and punched in Gwen's number.
At least, I thought it was Gwen's. I didn't care. Someone answered. I was still crying so I said, "Gwen, come over, please. I need you."
I hung up, because I couldn't stop crying.
Five phút later, I heard the elevator come up. I opened, and there she was, Gwen, with a teenage boy I had never seen before. He had cute black hair, a bright green mohawk, and...

THE HAWTEST, MOST DAZZLING BLUE EYES EVER.

I self consiously wiped my tears away. "Gwen... hi. Who are you...?"
"Uh, my name's Duncan." He replied. Duncan... so that was his name. It was lovely. "Why did bạn call me?"
"I didn't call you, I called Gwen!"
"No, bạn called me." His voice softened. "And bạn called me Gwen, so I thought bạn were one of her friends."
"Oh..." I blushed. "I'm sorry."
"Duncan," Gwen said. "Give her a break. Yurie... what's wrong? What happened...?"
"I... Ryan broke up with me..." I said. I didn't care much about Ryan anymore.
Compared to this... this... Duncan, he was nothing.
"Yurie... I'm sorry."
"Never mind. I'm over it now." I guess...
"That's nice. Now, Duncan, we should go..."
To my surprise, Duncan smiled the charming-est smile at me. I tried to smile back.
Gwen went back to the elevator, and Duncan turned to go too. But before that...
"See bạn later, Angel." I giggled and blushed at his flirting with me.
"Uh, sure."
He flashed me a charming smile and left.

***Duncan

I tried to forget her, those beautiful eyes, that silky hair... but I couldn't.
Yurie, why? I was trying to get along with Courtney, and Yurie herself had her Ryan.
But why was I feeling like this, feeling kind of shy when I saw her, and I thought I'd faint if she smiled at me again.
But did she ever think about me? What if she didn't like me?

Would I even be able to survive with uptight Courtney?
I glanced at my clock and I saw that it was already 9:30. I had nothing better to do, so I might as well go to bed.
But I couldn't sleep, like at all. I would go for a walk.
Because I had to see my Yurie again.
I put on my skull áo sơ mi and jeans, and slipped into my shoes. I headed outside. I walked slowly to Yurie's apartment.

On the way, I couldn't think about anything except Yurie. How her eyelashes flashed everytime she blinked, her blue eyes, the exact same shade as mine.
Her light brown hair, and blonde streak...

I bumped into someone. I saw her stumble and fall.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss..." I started to say. But I stopped when I saw who she was.
My eyes opened widely. So did hers.
"Duncan!"

***So, uh, please rate and comment! XD ~Yurie