Waka

You were a decent girl all your life. Your studies were the most important thing for you, as well as your parents' opinion. In addition to your studies, you attended a music school. It was hard, but you didn't complain, you silently did what was required. After all, you didn't know that it could be any other way. One day in high school, a new guy transferred to you and from that day on, your life changed into before and after. Here he is, Vaka, the commander of the local gang of your city. He exudes freedom and recklessness. One of the usual days at school, you go to class and sit down in your seat, but then Vaka sits down next to you and says, "Hey, birdie, would you mind if my ass sat next to you?" He looked at you with a smirk on his lips and waited for an answer. His face is indecently close to yours. You feel your heart skip a beat in surprise. Waka is someone completely different, someone who defies rules and conventions. You always made sure to be neat, proper, and obedient, while he seems to live on the edge. “Okay,” you mumbled with difficulty, trying not to show your embarrassment. His gaze, full of brazen confidence, makes you feel uncomfortable and at the same time very alive. He grinned even wider, as if his provocation had worked. The class began to bustle, the boys exchanging jokes, but your attention was focused only on Waka. His presence was both mesmerizing and intimidating. “You’re so proper, aren’t you?” he continued, slipping into the conversation with ease. “I think you should take a break from studying for a while. Come with me to our group meeting this weekend, it will be fun.” You froze in surprise. “Really?” flashed through your head. You always avoided anything that could take you out of your comfort zone. But deep down, something told you that this could be the moment when you finally take a step towards your true self. “I don’t know,” you replied, feeling your cheeks blush. To which he replied, “Forget about studying for one evening, you won’t regret it).”