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The thing about Inhae was that – she rarely checks up her Facebook. She was never really a fan of it and always sticks to Twitter, but because of what she had done, it seemed like she ignored to open her Facebook even more – scared of the rejection that she will be facing after she had messaged Jongin the other day.

It had been days, and she still didn’t received any notification that would indicates that Jongin had replied and her heart broke every time she greeted with nothing when she opened her phone.

She had a tiny bit of hope, sure – she kept telling herself that Jongin is busy with college and didn’t have any time to open his social network.

That’s what she kept telling herself.

But, after a week passed and she still didn’t hear anything from the boy, she figured that she was setting her hopes too high and just wanted to delete the stupid Facebook app so that she won’t have to deal with any of the stupidities anymore.

She was about too, but then – there was this small pop sounds that makes her frowned.

Her breath stuck when she saw the notification.

Hi too…

Her eyes went wide. She panicked.

Okay, what should she say?

Do they talk about the weather?

What should she ask?

What should she say?

Do they need to talk about specific things?

Should she ask how he was doing?

Yeah, she should.

Her fingers trembled when she pressed the words, biting her lower lip as she surpassed her excitement.

How are you?

Jongin was online and she smiled wider when she saw him replying in just a matter of seconds.

I’m fine…I’m sorry, but who are you?

Her smile dropped.

Jongin doesn’t remember her, or maybe he just don’t know her because she didn’t really put her profile picture and just leave it empty and also there are a lot of people with the name Inhae.

She smiled bitterly.

Inhae. She typed.

Inhae?

Song Inhae. She typed again.

Oh.

Her heart dropped by the lack of words. Maybe he really hated her after all.

Hey…

Her eyes lit when she saw him typing.

I didn’t know it’s you. It has been a long time.

She grinned. I don’t know you still remember me

Why would I forget about you?

Her heart thumped. Jongin didn’t forget about her. He remembered her.

What’re you doing? She asked.

Doing nothing.

Where are you now?

She smiled.

Busan. She typed.

That’s far.

You?

Still in Seoul. My mom is getting tired seeing my face.

She chuckled at his attempt on being funny. She lay down on her bed, still smiling as she typed back.

At least your mom got to see your face, my mom couldn’t.

Jongin replied back,

Give me your address and I will let your mom see my face instead of yours.

She had laughed at that.

Is this the feeling if she had talked to him?

Is he always trying to be funny?

Is he always so fast at replying to any messages?

I can’t. She will be in shock if she sees you.

Why? Because I’m so handsome?

She snorted at his confidence that came from nowhere.

Anyway, I need to go now…

Her heart sunk. That was fast. Is he bored with her already?

Can we talk tomorrow?

She smiled.

Sure.