Crush (Reprise) - Urban Zakapa (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlH4gn-Jq4c)     ------------------------ Narrator’s P.O.V:     Zelo had returned early the next morning from skiing with Jongup. How they managed to be able to do it all before school since it was a Monday? No one knew.   Yawning, Hana stared at her reflection in the mirror with a dazed expression, combing her hair.   Yesterday really felt like it was just a dream. The ends of Hana’s lips were about to twitch up into a smile when a small knock came on the door.   Composed, Hana straightened up and opened it, revealing one of the maids.   The maid bowed, “Good morning, Hana agashi. Junhong dolunim is eating downstairs. Today, we have a light chicken soup with noodles and toast prepared for breakfast.”   Hana nodded approvingly, “How about Daehyun?” She tried to remain cool-headed, but her voice accidentally cracked at the end.   The maid blinked at Hana’s sudden bashfulness and brightened, “Daehyun dolunim is getting ready. One of the butlers has already informed him of breakfast.”   Hana bit her lip with a thoughtful expression, glancing over at the bed, where they had just sat last evening.   A slow, meek blush started to spread through her cheeks, “Thank you, I’ll be coming down in a second.”   Hana watched as the maid nodded and left at once. While taking a slow breather, she slapped her cheeks a couple of times to stop dazing.   *Wake up. You’re Kang Hana, for Heaven’s sake! So what if your unrequited love has just turned mutual? Who cares if Daehyun likes you too? You don’t swoon over one guy, you make the guy swoon over you!*   With a sudden strong boost of confidence, Hana nodded once, trying to look tough, and strutted out the door with pride.   Conk! She bashed headfirst into something hard. A sore feeling spread around the place she had been hit. Rubbing it in an attempt to make the pain go away, she stepped back. “Ow…”   “Ouch…”   Hana tried to resist the urge to look up, but eventually succumbed to it. Looking sheepish, she dropped her hand from her head and blinked, staring into warm chocolate eyes.   Daehyun’s fingers lightly rubbed his forehead, as it was the place he had been hit, too. Then, as if only just realizing that Hana was there, he let out a small, shy grin and rubbed her wound, “You okay? It hurts, doesn’t it?”   But all Hana could see was his pink pouty lips.   Daehyun sensed that he wasn’t getting her attention and cocked his head to one side, “Hana?” He waved his hand in front of her eyes, “Hellooo?”   They were moving. The lips were mouthing her name. And it hit her—Daehyun was giving her a slightly worried look.   *Shoot. I’m doing it again.* Feeling extremely humiliated, Hana snapped out of her trance, “H-Huh?”   “What’s going on? When we bumped into each other, I didn’t kill off some of your brain cells, did I?” He chuckled, brushing his blonde bangs out of his face.   Hana didn’t answer, but rather, avoided his eyes.   …But to be honest, it was his lips that she wanted to avoid looking at.   *Ugh, great. Jongin’s creepiness is rubbing off on me. I’m acting like some lovesick idiot.* She rubbed her eyes in aggravation. A small voice mewed, ‘that’s because you are one’ inside her head. Hana ignored that and bit her lip, staring at his nose instead.   “Um, it’s alright. Let’s go eat, or else we’ll be late.” She awkwardly turned around and began down the stairs. A small part of her was a bit confused that Daehyun was acting the same, while the other half of her was at a loss of how to act around him.   Before Daehyun could say anything, he held his tongue and stared at her curiously. *She acting strange. I thought she would for sure be all over me today, since yesterday, we…* His face felt hot when he thought about the kiss. *But…*   Then, when no one was looking, his gaze slowly turned into one of adoration. *…for some reason, she looks even more beautiful today, in a childish way.*   Meanwhile, Hana had reached the last step of the staircase with flaming cheeks. *What the hell, even his nose is freaking perfect! What is this?!*   Zelo caught sight of her as the unconsciously entered the living room and let out something between a snort and a giggle, “Wow, noona. Your face looks like a tomato. A cherry tomato.”   There was a short pause before Zelo endearingly grinned, “I love cherry tomatoes.”   Hana couldn’t help but let out a small, helpless smile. “Thanks, Junhong-ah.”   Zelo beamed, “Come, eat.”   Giving in, Hana absentmindedly took a seat and started to slurp on the chicken soup, her head full of nothing but three syllables.   Jung Daehyun.   ----------------------   A large pout had taken over Hana’s face, and to Zelo, it was quite noticeable.   As usual, only the two were riding in the limo, while Daehyun had ridden his bike to school.   Zelo let out a small, hopeless smile, “Noona, your face is going to freeze up like that if you continue pouting.”   Hana made an even bigger pout, not caring too much, and stared out the window. *Then I’ll have Jung Daehyun to blame for all of this!*   As the limo neared the posh academy, her eyes flickered quickly over to a familiar figure trekking over to the bike rails. As if suddenly realizing that she had become so alert towards Daehyun, she turned her attention to her phone in sheer dissatisfication.   *I don’t get it. It’s like nothing even happened yesterday. Stupid Jung Daehyun. I’m gonna make him regret it if he forgot about that kiss!* In frustration, she punched the leather seat of the car, making a large dent in it.   Zelo flinched. *Whoa… Noona is so s