“I don’t know if I fell in love with him or the feeling of not being alone anymore. Is there even a difference?” Wendy was the first to break the agonizing silence.

Her words was slightly fumbled, making her sound like a lovesick kid. 

Giggles and teasing laughters escaped from the girls causing her to cast a sharp glare on them. 

“I think there’s no difference.” said Seulgi as she fed Wendy a piece of sushi.

“I don’t deserve him to begin with.” The Canadian girl sighed in frustration after swallowing her food. 

“Shut the EFF UP! You deserve someone who loves you with every beat of his heart, and that someone is Vernon himself.” Sana tittered at Wendy’s desperation. “Well, if he does feel the same.” 

“No offense my darling Wendy, but you’re too stupid to see love when it’s standing right in front of you.” Seulgi stated in the most gentle tone, but the younger girl still can’t seem to grasp her friends’ words no matter what they say. 

“You guys are hallucinating. He doesn’t love me that way.” 

“How would you know when you don’t try to confess?” 

“Confess?” Wendy sipped on her iced tea. “I’m a coward, and I don’t wanna ruin our friendship, thank you very much.” 

“Give it a shot. You’re not gonna die.” Sana said, grinning mischievously. 

“You guys are crazy—”

“Wendy-ah…” 

Upon hearing her name being called from the classroom’s entrance, the Canadian girl immediately diverted her gaze toward the door only to find the man of her dreams leaning against the door frame, smiling warmly at her, the same smile that managed to steal her breath away the first time they met. 

“Y-Yes?” stuttered Wendy after recovering from the short staring competition between the two of them. 

Vernon walked up to where the three girls sat.

“We’re planning on hanging out at the arcade nearby our neighborhood tonight, and I don’t have a partner, so will you go with me?” 

The girl wanted to laugh. “Since when people have to be partnered up when they go to an arcade?”

“I know it’s weird,” The boy echoed Wendy’s chuckle. “But Wonwoo said that we’ll be playing in pairs.” 

“Ah, I see.”

“Will you go with me? Please?” 

Wendy could swear that the pit of her stomach was acting funny, and despite the cool air that surrounded the entire place, her cheeks felt like it was burnt by the summer sun. 

Did Choi Hansol a.k.a Vernon, her seatmate, her closest friend and her fantasy date just asked her out in front of their class, and in an audible voice? 

She wanted to dig a hole and hide there because she noticed everyone staring at he