First love stinks. I think everyone knows that by now, unless you are that one percent minority where you end up in a happily ever after story with your first love then—you shouldn’t be reading this.

My first love was my best friend. Huh. Maybe that’s why people said that boys and girls can’t be friends. Or maybe I was just a fool who really thought he meant something more whenever he treated me nicer as compared to his other female friends.

But then what do I know? I would never know what’s truly going on inside his head.

Sehun has always been that kind of guy since he was young. Handsome, athletic, charismatic and a gentleman. The type of perfect male lead character you will often find in your webtoons, your novels, basically the type of guy every girl will crush on.

I was lucky to be his friend. I was lucky that when we were in middle school, I accidentally bumped into him and splashed my milk carton on his white crisp shirt. I was lucky that he brushed it off while laughing, his crescent eyes looking at me gently.

With that description, you know what went on, don’t you? Yeah, as ridiculous as it sounded, I really fell for him at first sight. I bet you are snickering right now, I mean who wouldn’t? Love at first sight? The only thing that will only happen in dramas, movies and novels? I know! I turned into this mushy jelly once I realised that I was blushing in front of him, squirming uncomfortably when he looked at me and then asked me “Hey, are you alright?” 

I think I stammered, I couldn’t remember what I exactly said but I apologised to him and told him that I could wash his