​ It had been 2 months and a half since his last encounter with Mark. Since then, they had not spoken a word with each other nor saw Mark on campus. And if he did, he'd seen Mark with Jackson along with two other people whom he does not know.    He knew that he had worked hard in moving on. The first few weeks after their break up, he would often cry in his sleep. He was frustrated to see Mark like the elder wasn't even affected by their break up when in fact it was him who broke up with the American. Every time he saw Mark laugh with his new friends like it was not a big deal, it hurt him. There were times that he spaced out during class and the moment he knew, his tears were falling. He felt like and felt like his world crumbled instantly. But he knew better. He doesn't let other see this weakness that were growing in him.   Jinyoung also knew that Youngjae would sometimes ditch them to meet up with Mark. He can't blame the younger. He knew that Youngjae admired Mark like he was his big brother. He can't go around and tell Youngjae to stop meeting up with Mark because heck, the younger was not involved with it in the first place. It just so happens that the younger was his best friend's boyfriend and his ex-boyfriend's lovely dongsaeng. He can't put out his anger to the others too. He also knew that his circle of friends loved to hang out with Mark and he can't limit his friends' happiness because of their issue and his problem towards Mark.   Apprently, no matter how Jaebum hated the boy, he still allowed his boyfriend to meet with Mark. Such a good boyfriend, if you would ask Jinyoung. He admired his best friend's understanding towards Youngjae. He sometimes envy the two because he knew that he can't be that happy with the person he loved.   Yes, he loved Mark. Even until now. He can't deny the fact that he loved his ex-boyfriend.   As what we said back then, Jinyoung really tried hard to surpass his feelings towards the elder. He knew better. He's smarter than this. Or so he thought. Even if it was hard, he still does it anyway. Because he was doing what was right. Even though he got jealous whenever Mark would touch the guy, whom he later found out the name to be Taehyung, he still surpassed it. , he wasn't supposed to act like this. They were done. They were nothing but a short nice dream.   After that month of suffering, here he was right now, at the pizza parlor where he worked part-time, cleaning tables and serving pizzas from one table to another.   Jinyoung glanced up as he heard the chiming of the bell on the door as it was opened by the costumer. He stopped cleaning the table and decided to the costumer to a seat.   "Good Afterno—"   "Heya!" A familiar tall guy with blonde hair greeted him cheerfully.   It was Jae. The bastard who ruined his mellow realtionship with Mark.   "Oh, I'm scared. Are all the waiters here greet their costumers through glaring?" Jae said louder than intended. Jinyoung shrugged.   "What are you doing here?" Jinyoung asked sternly.   "Oho, don't you know? Pizza is an international delicacy!" Jae jokingly said as he can feel the younger fuming.   Jae chuckled, "Relax, I only came to eat pizza and not to piss you off." Jae winked as he walked along to the empty table spot. Jinyoung followed the elder through his piercing eyes.   Jinyoung was ready to get Jae's order (even if he doesn't want to, it's his work) but was stopped by someone who grabbed his shoulder and smiled sweetly.   "I'll take his order. You finish cleaning the table." Wonpil, his co-worker said to him. Knowing Wonpil, he's the type of guy to easily catch situations. He's very observant afterall.   "Thanks." Jinyoung patted Wonpil's arm and headed to clean the table.   "Sir, are you ready for your order?" Jinyoung heard Wonpil said to Jae. The tall guy seemed to act naturally and hummed in response as his face was painted with a very joyful smile.   The moment Jinyoung finished his break, he was relieved when Jae left. It seemed like what Jae said was true. Maybe the latter just seriously loved pizza.   "Yo, are you fine back then? It seemed like you were about yo lose your cool." Wonpil approached him.   "Nah, I'm fine. Thanks, Pil." Jinyoung smiled. He knew that Wonpil won't ask anything, since he was the type of a guy who won't in other's business.   "By the way, Nyoung. Can you believe that guy? He ordered 5 servings of pizza and what left me shocked was that he finished those! Not to mention, those pizzas were on big sizes." Wonpil said as his eyes grew wider in amusement.   Jinyoung just chuckled. So it seemed that Jae really loved pizza. His thoughts drifted to his own world. He knew that Jae and Mark doesn't hang out anymore. Jinyoung don't see them going around the campus together. Jackson also mentioned it accidentally, which he got a furious slap from the Thai. After that, he confirmed that those two was not in good terms anymore. Maybe the reason was because he broke up with Mark or maybe because Jae was a clumsy man who does what he liked, or maybe because they're secretly dating, or maybe Mark still loved him. Okay, scratch that last option. He knew that the elder doesn't love him anymore.   He's the only one who would steal glances.   He's the only one who would feel his heartbeat raise when they accidentally bump at each other.   He's the only one who would feel awkward whenever they would be in the same group.   He was the only one who felt jealous every time he saw Mark with Taehyung.   Until now, he was still hoping that the elder would care for him.   As selfish as it sounded, he can't help it. He loves Mark. But it seemed like his love won't be returned anymore. He was the one who broke up with Mark. What was his right to feel like this? In fact, Mark cheated on him. He was not the type to stick with one guy especially if that guy had a serious disease called being a er. Well, he can't also deny that Mark was his first boyfriend. So, what was his knowledge about love, right? Maybe he acts like this because it was his first and this feelings were still alien for him. As what people said, first love is really hard to be forgotten, right?   "Nyoung, are you still with me?" Wonpil said as he was cut out in his thoughts.   "Wha-What did you say?" Jinyoung asked confused.   "Aish, nevermind. Hurry up, we still need to finish our shift." Wonpil slightly tapped Jinyoung's back and went to the kitchen.   Wonpil's right. He still needs to finish his shift. He can't go around and be distracted by those things right now. He slapped his cheeks and focused in his work.   Meanwhile, Mark had been walking alone through busy streets. It was around 6PM when the sun would be set. He hurriedly got his phone out of his pocket when he heard the familiar ringtone.   "Ya! How can you not call me anymore, you crazy punk!" Mark just laughed at the sentence.   "I'm sorry, mom. Your precious son was so busy in school these days."   "Are you really busy in school or busy hitting on girls? Look. Yi-en, how many times do I have to tell you to stop with this nonsense?" His mother sighed and Mark can make up his mother's face on the other line.   "Seriously, mom. I stopped doing those things already." Mark assured.   "How can I be so sure that you had stopped? The last time, you fooled me at it!"   "I'm serious." Mark said a bit stern for his mother to believe. There was a moment of silence when Mark interrupted it.   "Mom? Hello? Are you still there?" Mark asked.   "Wait, did you really stop?" His mother asked a bit shocked.   "How many times would I repeat myself? I don't do it anymore, mom. And I'm a senior student. I'm bu