• The Curry Crush •
Curry's way to home is in opposite direction of her friends'.
Curry
*waves bye to her friends*
Ash
Make sure to finish your homework today!
Wei
Hah! I can't hear you! *runs away*
Ash
Stop! *runs after her*
Tulip
Wait for me! *runs after them*
Curry watches their figurines till they disappear.
Curry
Why am I the only one with my house in the other direction?
Kevin
*pokes her shoulder* Heyy
Curry
Y-y-y-you, what are you doing here?!
Curry
(Noooo that's not what I was supposed to ask!)
Kevin
Well… I just wanted to this to you.
Kevin handed Curry a medicine for dry cough.
Kevin
And this… *hands her a juice*
Kevin
The medicine might be a little bitter, drink this if you don't like the taste.
Curry
(What was that sound?)
Curry
*takes the medicine from one hand and juice from another*
Kevin
Anyway… *wears his sunglasses on again*
Kevin
*slides it a little down*
Kevin
See you ~ *winks and runs away*
The situation was hard to digest for Curry. Thus, she unknowingly crushes the juice 🧃 and it ended up making her shirt stained.
Curry
(I don't know what to feel)
The lunchroom is a familiar chaos—trays clatter, chairs scrape, someone’s phone blasts a pop song before being hurriedly shut off.
There’s a warm sunbeam slicing through the row of windows, landing right on a lunch table at the far corner of the room.
Curry, Tulip, Wei and Ash have gathered around their usual lunch spot.
Their trays are a mixed display of questionable cafeteria cuisine and homemade snacks.
Curry is hunched over her carton of rice like it wronged her.
Curry
*stabs at it absentmindedly with a spoon*
Curry
*lost in her own inner monologue*
Curry
One more second and I might have actually said something normal.
Curry
Like “Hey Kevin, nice pen-twirling technique.”
Curry
Or, you know, not exploded juice all over myself.
Wei
What happened after class yesterday?
Ash
Dead silence when she came to school today morning.
Ash
That usually means either emotional catastrophe… or denial.
Curry
*grumbling* Both. Simultaneously.
Tulip
*eyes totally focused on food*
Tulip
That's impressive. Tragic, but impressive.
Wei
Did he say anything like those K-Drama boys do right before the opening theme?!
Curry
*remembering the moment when Kevin smiled*
Her spoon freezes in midair.
Curry
*speaks softly* He smiled.
Wei
*leans back dramatically*
Wei
Wedding bells! Joint college applications! Matching Hoodies!
Tulip
Or… maybe he was just being polite?
Tulip
*take a huge bite of food*
Wei
Must you logic everything into the grave?!
Tulip
*mouth full of food*
Tulip
A en kiwwin gwa rowans. (I ain't killing the romance.)
Tulip
Ang gova gi a rowawisti augoshy (I'm giving it a realistic autopsy.)
Ash
Either eat or speak, you sound like a himbo.
Tulip
*glares at Ash and takes all the pakoras from her tray*
Curry
*quietly* I don't want to overthink it.
Curry
I wish I could talk to him like a normal person.
Curry
Without blanking out.
Curry
Or turning into a comedy sketch.
Tulip
*hands Curry her drink bottle*
Tulip
*gulps the food in her mouth in just one go*
Ash
(How did she do that-)
Tulip
Then don't start with a confession.
Tulip
Start with… a question.
Wei
Ooh! Flirty questions!
Wei
Like "Do you like cats?"
Wei
Or "Do you believe in fate?"
Wei
Or—OH!— "If I were a fruit, what would I be?!"
Ash
That last one guarantees a restraining order.
Tulip
Ask something casual.
Tulip
Something you actually want to know.
Tulip
About class, a book… Or even his water bottle brand, doesn't matter.
Curry
*sarcastically* Hey Kevin, is that …reusable plastic?
Wei
*mock swoon* You hydration choices are SO responsible.
Tulip
Seriously? *rolls eyes and laughs*
Curry
*takes a deep breath, carefully not to choke this time*
Curry
Okay, strategy time!
Curry
I'll ask him something normal after this lunch.
Ash
Want me to casually shove you in his direction?
Tulip
How about we don't give him a whiplash?
Kevin is seated at a table with a few friends.
He’s laughing at something someone just said, leaning forward with his elbows on the table, half-eaten sandwich in one hand.
Curry studies him quietly. It’s like the world around him softens.
She watches the way his smile seems effortless, the way he listens more than he talks.
Curry
(What if he's not who I think he is?)
A/N: He's definitely not from my observation of his behaviour.
Curry
(What if I build him up too much?)
Curry
(What if I say one weird thing and everything crashes?)
Tulip
Don't think, just walk.
Curry blinks—Tulip has scooted her tray aside and is now looking at her calmly, but firmly.
Tulip
Get up and walk over.
Tulip
Ask about anything, just don't think.
Curry
*shaky laugh* Right now?
Ash
Statistically, the longer you delay an action, the more likely you are to never take it.
Wei
*whisper-shouting* GO! LIVE YOUR MAIN CHARACTER MOMENT!
Curry stands slowly, adjusting her skirt. Her knees wobble slightly, like her legs haven’t realized they’re part of this plan.
She picks up her tray and inhales deeply.
Curry
(Step 3: Don't combust.)
She starts walking toward Kevin’s table, slow and steady, holding her tray like a fragile peace offering.
HALFWAY ACROSS THE CAFETERIA— A student with a football casually spins it, looses control, and—
It hits the side of Curry’s leg. She stumbles forward slightly. Her tray jerks—but she manages to stay upright.
Entire cafeteria glances over.
Curry
*locks eyes with him for one perfect second*
She bails. Walks straight out the back exit of the cafeteria.
Wei
*both her hands on her head while her mouth wide opened*
Ash
You sure a spider won't fall in your mouth?
Curry sits on the bottom step, her lunch tray beside her, untouched. She hides her face in her hands, half-laughing, half-crying.
Curry
*talking to herself*
Curry
NASA should study how smooth that crash was.
Wei plops down dramatically. Tulip follows, gently placing the tray down. Ash brings Curry's bad, no questions asked.
Wei
Well, that was… cinematic.
Curry
*laughs* I didn't even make it till halfway!
Curry
And I tripped on a football like some cartoon extra!
Ash
You didn't fall, you improvised.
Tulip
You moved, that's good enough for today.
Curry leans against Wei who gently and affectionately pats her head.
Wei
Tomorrow, we aim for actual dialogues.
Curry
Tomorrow, I might just wear knee pads and bubble wrap.
The four girls sit in warm silence. A small pile of uneaten lunch beside them. The afternoon sunlight creeps along the floor, slow and soft.
They don’t speak for a while—and they don’t need to.
Comments
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im about to bite her hand off
2025-06-26
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2025-06-26
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2025-06-26
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