Do you believe in true love? Love is said to be melting hearts and memories unforgettable during the relationship took place. However, does the woman who has loved me for a year become my true love? His name is Chloe and I am a Hans person with a selfish stance who loves women, who do not in the least love me.
Tonight, I look at the bloody red frame on the wall of my room. I was swept away in the picture and as if the blood was coming out of the frame border. I've been thinking about a beautiful woman who looks like a Korean girl named Aorora. I liked him in the shadows for a month, without daring to greet him at school.
My first sight fell on the beautiful rays of his eyes, which became the reason of my heart to say I "liked" him. Every day I walk to the long hallway of my school and past the class that is at the end of the hall before my class, more exactly class 2-7. Passing the class, I do not want to take the moment. With such a short time, I can see her long bushy hair tied with a bunch of bright red hair.

Aorora became my number one reason for going to school, after the reason I went to school to study and fall asleep on my favorite bench in the back corner of the class. Yes, I'm a student who does not really like sitting in front, but I still keep my grades in order to stay stable above the teacher's assessment standard.
At break time, I sat down with some of my classmates in the classroom. Occasionally I glance right at my class and hope that her sweet little nose is visible from where I am living. Instantly Aorora stepped out of her class, glancing at me without a smile from her thin lips and casting her gaze in the other direction. Pain that can not be expressed with my heart.
"Reason if he does not smile, he just do not know me" I said to myself, while breathing long
From there, I'll try to get rid of my cowardice for a month and grow the confidence to get acquainted with it. After school I waited for him in front of my class, thinking about what would happen later in my imagination. Suddenly the woman I was waiting for was out with a brown bag on her back. I was walking fast and was right beside him.
"Hi, Aorora" I said
"Hi" With a flat face without regard to me
"I'm Hans, from grade 2-8"
"Continue?"
"No nothing anyway, I just want a friend. Can you get your contacts? "
"Sorry, I do not want love, because I do not know you"
I also put my foot in step and let her move away from my numb body with what she said. After a few seconds, I tried again to step on my feet and aim my eyes forward. As I turned my eyes, I turned to a woman who was glancing warmly at me. Soon he too, looking his way in the other direction after I saw him. Yes I know her, a woman named Chloe from grade 2-5, but I rarely see her around school.
When I got home I looked for something about Aorora from one of her classmates' contacts I had. I just want to make sure, do I have to endure this feeling or should I release it?
"Angel?"
"Yes?
"You're Aorora's best friend right? Can I tell you something about him? "
"You can say that. Why ask Aorora? Likes same Aorora ya? "Cetus plain
"Like it not, just happy to see him" Ngelak amateuranku
"Not that what, as a good person and intimate friend of Aorora, I suggest you not close to him. Aorora, he's hard to make friends with people, especially with boys. The treatment is very cool with the guy I was looking at, you asked for his contact and I already know the answer would not. Luckily you were reprimanded, the original mah do not want negur "Long curhat from Angel, make my mind even more chaotic and I do not know what to say after this. I just covered my feeling with Angel.
"That's right, Angel. Hahahahaha weird him. Yes already thank you, I'm not close him deh "
"Yes, that's Aorora. Sorry, this is also for your good in the future. While still happy to see, not like "
I do not know Angel believes in my words or he's just trying to get me to stay in a zone of serenity. I believe in what Angel said, because Angel is the only woman most intimate with Aorora for a month of my monitoring.
Even the night I passed with a great sense of disappointment. I looked at all the frames in my room and focused on the frame of a girl in blue dress. I like that frame which is also disappointed with the gloomy face that stares at the green grass beneath it. The walls of my room have indeed been filled with frames, for every frame I have, as I can describe what I am feeling.

The next day, I feel less eager to go to school today. I just stuck to my desk, ignoring what the teacher was explaining. Until the break arrives, I decide to fill the void that is in my stomach.
Turning around I saw Chloe watching me from her seat, eating a bowl of meatballs.
"This is a child why? Dilihatin even ngelak, not seein even see again. It's so strange. "
Back from the cafeteria, I went to class without paying attention to my friends who were cool chatting in the classroom. As I sat up, I saw a ribbon sticking out of my desk drawer. I pulled it out and it was a small red letter with a short note of my name on the letter. I opened it too
"For H.
Maybe it's time for me to say what I've been keeping. I dare to make a small letter to you, after I was encouraged by the spirit of my friends. You believe in true love? If you believe, maybe you will find someone who has such love for you for a year. You know me, the one who has been paying attention to you all this time, without your realizing it, the difficulty and my struggle trying to get your attention.
C. "
That's the contents of the letter I carefully unwrapped and kept neatly in my pants pocket. I stand with the ambition to look directly for the person who sent this letter to me. I walked past the school hall and arrived at 2-5 class, saw a short-haired woman with a yellow hair clip on her right side.
"Hi, Chloe"
"Ha ... i" His nervous voice as I sat next to him
"Thanks for the letter. Maybe it's time I also noticed people who have long liked me. The only one I know and that is you, Chloe "
"..."
"I believe with true love. Do you also believe in true love? "
"Yes, I believe in that"
"Then I want to prove the existence of true love and I hope you will be with me to prove it"
I waited for a few seconds, until he finally answered my wishes with a slightly low tone with a red face while looking at a notebook on his desk.
"Yeah, I'll be with you to prove"
Over the course of time, Chloe and I will prove the existence of true love. If true love exists, then Chloe is the one.
From that moment on I became aware of myself, that I had a selfish stance, not caring to know about someone who had loved me for a year.
I also wrote a small note I made in my quiet and lonely room with my little square frame. Notes that illustrate the greatness of a woman named Chloe and also the last frame that will cover every inch of the walls of my room.
"As long as anything, as difficult as anything, and how hard your struggle. To keep believing and sticking with what you feel. The existence of true love, will make you understand to complement each other. I will always remember this little note in the depths of my heart "