I have no idea if this ever happened to anyone. I hope not. But it surprisingly happened to me at the most weirdest moment of my life.
It was a typical day like any other. Nothing special. I woke up, went to class and I thought that was it. I don't remember why exactly but we had a long break and everyone sprinted to the Kiosk to buy some food. Me, Nana and Dayah didn't buy anything much. We just checked the Kiosk and decided to go back into class.
On our way, right in the middle of the building, there was a kitten sleeping under the benches. I went up to it and simply just wanted to pet it for a bit but the kitten eventually decided to lay near my foot. (It was adorable. I. CAN'T. BREATHE)
This made me basically knelt down and play with the kitten. The kitten rolled over and was being extra cute. It reminded me of my beautiful cats at home. How they would do the exact same thing making me miss them so much.
I was so engrossed with the kitten, that i didn't notice Nana and Dayah already reaching class. I told them to go ahead because I was happy with the kitten.
" I won't be long. I promise ", I said.
" Its okay, we'll wait ", Dayah ensured.
While I was fixated by the cuteness of the kitten, some passerby noticed me on the floor with the kitten.
" Are you acting? Is this all fake? ", he said.
I was stunned. Being nice to a kitten is considered acting fake.
" Haha, no. I have 3 cats at home. I just miss them ", I said hiding my reaction.
Honestly, I thought he didn't mean it at first. But why would that be the first thing he would say when he saw someone play with a cat?
Do i literally have to write on my forehead, I'm a genuine cat lover.
Is it so weird that I actually do show passion or empathy.
Having a strong personality, doesn't mean I'm don't get hurt with words once in a while.
Whats funny is, if it was any other girl in our class, he wouldn't have said that. He would have praised her. And I have no idea why I'm perceived as the bad guy.
To be frank, it made me rethink about the other guys in my class. How they really think of me.
Is it all just an act too?
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