Ever since that day we talked about ideal type, I couldn't help but was heartbroken and sulked over it. I didn't felt like talking to her again.

The petty things I do; not replying to her text, changing her contact name from Dubu unnie to Dahyun. Worst of all, I kept ignoring her when she tried to talk to me. Its either I ignored her or just gave her a fake smile so she would think that I'm fine.

I been trying to avoid walking the same route that Dahyun unnie and her clique always walked. Its either I walked another route or I tried to go home earlier just to avoid her at any cost.

You might call me petty, but I'll always been that bad at handling rejections. I couldn't forgive her. Worst of all, I couldn't forgive myself for thinking about the ideal type matter. It was a sort of indirect rejection which I took it as a direct rejection.

to be short , younger and not mature huh.

The first few weeks of school was great because the "indirect rejection" didn't took place yet. But now, being in the same group as her was driving me crazy. It makes the "avoiding" even harder. She didn't thought I was acting weird because her social circle was so big. I was just one the many friends that she have.

Losing me as a friend dosen't matter to her anyways.

She probably texted many other people.

Hmmph, and I thought i was the special one.

[After school, Campus ground]

Someone tapped me on the shoulder as I was walking out from the Rap and Vocal school(RaVs). 

"Chaeyoung-ah are you fine?" Someone asked.