One day in the following week, my lecturer invited an intern in my campus to do a short presentation on the difference between Korea and Malaysia. Guess who came in. yup. That person who always wore black suit and pants, nicely combed hair came into my class.
Before she started her presentation, she mentioned that her English is very poor and actually apologise for it. She's Korean and was working at the campus as an intern for a few months. My lecturer called her Rubby but I remember her name was spelled as Ravi on the screen. I may be wrong though. Her presentation was short and simple. It was very easy to understand and I remembered everything she said and explained. She had a very warm and friendly aura. She seemed shy in front us though, so cute.
Even though she said she was not a sport person, she enjoys surfing and ice skiing. It seems that she used to be a ski instructor for 3 years back in South Korea.She also mentioned that she majored in Police and Guard back in her university in South Korea. She knows Judo, Taekwondo and even knows how to fire a gun! That's very cool.
I wish she had stayed longer because I had tons of questions wanting to ask her. Like a lot. But she left really soon after she finished. Maybe she was busy. But my lecturer went to get her back again to have a group photo taken. To be precise it's actually a selfie. The sad thing is she will be leaving in two weeks after that. Time passed by too fast.
You might asked if I confessed my feelings. No I didn't. I thought it might become a problem to her and she might not be interested in someone like me anyway. I'm not attractive in any sense. The last morning I saw her, I stood 2m away looking at her walking from the lift, across the lobby into the office. I didn't called out to her, I didn't say good morning or anything. Just stared into her body figure. Why? I don't know. I bought her Ferrero Rocher as a farewell gift with a card tied on. I didn't managed to hand her myself because she works in the office whereby students can't access. I asked my lecturer to hand it to her. I actually wrote my email in it. I never received any emails. Well, it's her choice to contact me or not, you can't force it. She might not even recall my face.
Are you disgusted by the fact that I became head over heals for this cool ass lady? Well I don't care because I genuinely liked her and opinions like that won't ever affect me.
I doubt that she will ever find this blog post. Anyhow, she was a one-sided crush of mine.
