AINSLEY'S INNER EYE

Ainsley never realized that her ability was a disaster for her own mental health. The only daughter of Mr. Carel Alexander and Mrs. Cleyrin Alexander was a cheerful and innocent girl, in contrast to her mother, who was considered very strict and wise.

Cleyrin could never understand; so far, she thought all of Ainsley's strange words and actions were just made-up lies. However, everything changed when Cleyrin accidentally caught her daughter talking to herself. Who knows who, but from Cleyrin's point of view, Ainsley was talking to the spineless wind.

Speaking of Ainsley, the girl with long, waist-length hair in natural brown combined with bright black beads as round as a full moon has one unique advantage that is considered strange by some people or even everyone.

Like an unreasonable mystical event or even a gift to be grateful for? Because maybe there is no human child like her in this world except Ainsley Meylorra Emyline, who is able to read what other people are thinking.

It started with Ainsley, who dared to come to a nightclub when she was still 15 years old at the time. Out of sheer determination or just out of curiosity, suddenly a man in a junior high school uniform stole Ainsley's attention.

No. Ainsley did not fall in love at first sight. Ainsley was just confused and surprised that there were teenagers in a nightclub? Aren't nightclubs meant for adults?

Until the umpteenth second of Ainsley's daydream, their gazes accidentally met.

Strange. Ainsley was blind to that person.

Ainsley rubbed her eyes repeatedly, but the results were still the same. For a moment, Ainsley thought that her ability to read other people's minds had disappeared, but when suddenly the lecherous man roughly pulled her hand and Ainsley stared into the man's eyes, she could see what the man was thinking.

Why was it different from the boy in the school uniform? What really happened?

"Follow me!"the horny man exclaimed, a second later Ainsley finally realized, stopped thinking about the boy and focused on saving her life.

Ainsley tried to rebel, with all her might until the girl's screams were shrill throughout the room. Suddenly, the other side of her hand was pulled, and Ainsley was taken out of the nightclub by someone unknown.

"Stupid!" said the person sharply, then threw Ainsley's hand roughly, and as a result, the girl fell to the ground.

Instead of being in pain, Ainsley's eyes widened. The man in the school uniform was the one who helped her get out of the club that night.

Ainsley quickly stood up. The similarity in height between them made it easier for Ainsley to stare at the man in front of her. Ainsley cheekily cupped the man's cheek until the two returned to a closer gaze than before.

Ainsley realized that it was not because her abilities had disappeared, nor because of the dim lights, or even because the distance between them was quite far. But indeed, Ainsley could not read the man's mind. At all.

Why?

Why can't it be?

Who is this man?

Brugh...

For the second time, Ainsley fell, pushed very roughly, without warning.

"Wai----" Before Ainsley could speak, the man had left her. Since that day, Ainsley has promised herself that she would never set foot in a nightclub. Ainsley also promised herself that she would meet that man again and would become his wife in the future.

Ainsley didn't care; Ainsley liked him, who was different. A man whose mind Ainsley couldn't read. For Ainsley, maybe that man was her destiny. After two years had passed, Ainsley finally found the man she had been looking for all this time.

Love at first sight really does exist.

***

Today is Alfred's birthday.

Yes, the untouchable handsome man, the handsome man that girls dream of, and the handsome man with the second highest score after Ainsley in his school

Senior High School Grypendati Bangsa

If it weren't for the class division system that was randomized every year, Ainsley might never have realized that Alfred was the person she had been looking for all this time. The person she met at the nightclub back then

Stupidly, a year had passed, and Ainsley only realized in the first three months of her third year that she was in the same class as Alfred.

Even though during the report card distribution, every parallel champion from each class would come forward accompanied by their respective parents, Being in the same building and even coming forward for a trophy and certificate, Ainsley still didn't realize it.

XII IPA 1, which was previously noisy because of the sound of screams, is now silent and uninhabited. The birthday cake with the number 18 candle was no longer formed. Fell on the floor, shapeless

"Give me back my motorcycle key," Alfred said sharply. His deep voice filled the classroom, and the instructions full of criticism made Ainsley even more afraid, so that the girl was unable to move from where she was standing.

Trembling greatly, Ainsley took out the motorcycle key that she had taken from Alfred's bag. Ainsley had no bad intentions, really. 30 minutes before the school bell rang, Ainsley asked permission to go to the BK room to get the birthday cake that she had ordered last night to celebrate Alfred's birthday.

The motorcycle key was just a handle so that Alfred would not go home straight away like the man usually did when the bell rang. Holding Alfred back longer in case he was late arriving at school when the bell rang. That was Ainsley's goal, not as bad as the way Alfred treated her just now.

Enjoying the heat of the sun, enjoying the tiredness of running, enjoying the tiredness of queuing, and enjoying the narrowness of public transportation. Now the cake that cost nothing compared to the tiredness of Ainsley's struggle was destroyed on the floor instead of the words "thank you" that Ainsley got.

"You don't know how to say thank you? You don't know how hard I fought for this. You hated me that much until---"

"I never asked you to do all this." Alfred pulled the key from Ainsley's hand. The corner of his lips pulled before he walked away from Ainsley. Even so, Alfred also cruelly stepped on the birthday cake that Ainsley bought him.

"WHY DO YOU HATE ME? What did I do wrong to you?" Ainsley finally cried too. Her loud voice was in stark contrast to the tears that were dripping out profusely.

Before Alfred's hand reached the doorknob, Ainsley pulled the man's strong hand again, unfortunately, she was rewarded with a hard jerk like the beginning of their meeting.

"YOU ASK, HUH?" Alfred turned around. There was no pity for the results of his work on Ainsley. The girl rubbed her hands while staring sadly at Alfred's face.

"YOU'RE WEIRD! THE WEIRDEST GIRL I'VE EVER MEET. FEELING THE MOST GREAT, DISTURBING OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES WITH WHAT ABILITY? READING OTHER PEOPLE'S MINDS? TRASH!!

With that, Alfred left. After speaking loudly with high intonation, don't forget his scary facial expression.

Leaving a glimmer of pain for the umpteenth time on Ainsley. Alfred really hates Ainsley, and Ainsley really loves Alfred. That's the bitter reality.

With everything that has happened, Ainsley prays that one day she can read Alfred's mind. Alfred, whom she loves, Alfred, who hates her; and Alfred, her first love

Why does Alfred hate Ainsley so much, and what is Alfred really hiding?

After all, loving and forgetting are hard. As hard as when you try to let go, but your heart is still attached to him.

You're mean, Al. You're mean to me!"