Please Remember Me

I always thought that my life is just like an extra in a movie. Everyone gonna forget who I am or what I am doing. That was who I am until I met a girl named Ana. I first met her since elementary school. She's such a beauty that everyone just stared at her in admiration. Unlike me, she is a person who is hard to forgot.

she always act like a boy, or tomboy. That's why I like her I guess.

I've been in the same school as her since elementary then middle school, until high school when I finally is the same class as her.

It's been three month since the year started and she never talk to me.

But that's okay. I'm finally piling up my courage and try to confess to her.

Today is the day.

"Brother, who are you talking to?"

that is my little sister. She's kinda annoying and always bugging me.

"Are you just speak ill of me?"

"Shut up, I'm trying to do prologue here."

"Why are you the one doing prologue?"

"I don't know! Ask the author."

"Author?"