Minho frowns and I pout. I don’t want to leave him. “Yah. You have to go.” I extend my expression.

“Minho.” I whine.

“You’re already late.”

“So?”

“So?” I let go of his hand. Aish. “Hey.” He takes a hold of my wrist, which causes me to smirk.

“Yes?” I say flashing him my teeth. He smiles back and cups the side of my face. I close my eyes suddenly, expecting him to sweep me off my feet. Just take me with you already. I feel his lips at neae my ear. His breaths out, teasing me. So unfair. Wait, forget that. I like it, a lot.

“You better go.” He whispers. He backs up and grins. Such a tease.  I turn around.  “Miahne~” I hear him say with his arms wrapping around me from behind. I grab his hand and face him again.

“It’s okay. I’ll see you later.” He nods pecking my lips.

“Annyeong.” I wave goodbye. I used to dream of this. As I make my way to the room I pass a group of people outside my class. Entering, I stand there searching for a familiar face. But she beats me to it.

“Hyori! Hyori over here!” A voice calls. I shift my attention in a different direction.

“Oh! Yumi.” I say with a smile.

“Come here.” She commands. I do as told and sit beside her, letting my bag fall of my shoulder.

“Where’s Ahjussi?” She shrugs.

“Who knows. Probably late for the same reason you are.” I hope not. Oh, God. I don’t even want to imagine him-

“So why so late, mmm?” She nudges my arm.

“Um...well, I uh.”  I pause. She sits up straight already knowing something big has happened.

“Hyoriiiii. Tell Unnie what’s wrong. You’re making me worried.” She purses her lips cutely.

“Minho...” I say faintly.

“WHAT!” I look away to see the many faces eyeball us.

“Sorry, sorry.” She pats my back, then she feels them. The twenty or so eyes on us. “YAH! What they hell are looking at? THIS ISN’T SOME FREE SHOW!” They all continue to stare for one more second. Someone scoffs, another rolls his eyes, and then everything goes back to normal. Yumi comes closer to me, whispering, “Did you just say...” She scans the area. “Minho?” I nod. She jumps out of seat. A dance of some sort. Heh. Yumi. You never seem to surprise me. I take her hand in mine causing her to stop. She slowly sits back down in her chair.

“I can’t believe this.” She whispers again.

“I know.”

“After all this time. Man, Minho’s got some serious balls.” I glare at her.

“Sorry. How did this happen anyways?” I take a deep breathe in. I hope she’s ready for this.

The details,

                        the honesty,

                                                the real truth.

Not