[Chapter 1; 1000+ w; 12/31/2012]

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“Bye” the voice on the other line said.

“Bye!” I said.

“Bye” the voice repeated, and I can feel the smile playing on his visage.

“Okay. End the call already.” I said, chuckling a bit as I rolled on my bed. I can go like this the whole night if he wanted to.

However, Woohyun did end the call.

I sighed, feeling a bit disappointed, recalling all those times we have spent talking on the phone. Yes, we’ve been calling – no scratch that, he’s been calling me for a while now since the start of classes. I must admit, I’m starting to feel something for this guy already.

Well, I don’t know about him, though. It might be just a friendly act for him, much to my dismay. But, who cares, he calls me, that’s something, right?

I hugged my teddy bears – I have tucked two of them in both of my arms – tightly and silently prayed to God to make tomorrow a pleasing day for me.

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God seemed to have heard my prayer – of course, he always hears prayers – and must’ve granted it, because this day is really pleasantly great, so far.

As I was walking towards my chair across the room, a smiling Woohyun suddenly appeared in front of me out of nowhere and raised his left hand up.

I just stared blankly at it. “What?”

He slowly dropped his hand and also his smile, “I was kind of offering you a high five or something like that.”

Oh, the shame.

“I’m so sorry. I’m just a bit slow at things like that.” I said sheepishly, and raised my right hand in a manner like he did earlier. He slapped his hand at mine really hard, “It’s okay, Sunggyu.”

It was really painful, but I guess he didn’t recognize that (or he plainly didn’t care) because he was grinning like a child – oh, God, that smile – and staring straight at me, and I felt that my hand wasn’t in pain anymore like it did a little while ago.

He stared down, at my hand I think, and let out a gasp.

“Sunggyu! It’s red!” he exclaimed.

“What red?”

“Your hand, silly!” he said with a small giggle and grabbed my hand, rubbing his hands on it. “Does it hurt?” asked Woohyun.

I can pretend that it does, but he might think that I’m such a loser, so I decided to stay honest.

“My skin is really sensitive, so it’s kinda normal for me. But it does hurt a little bit.”

Okay, that’s not really honest. But hey, it did hurt earlier.

Before Woohyun could apologize, our teacher, Mr. Song entered our classroom.

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“By the way, is your hand better now?” Woohyun asked through the other line.

We’re having our regular phone call again today. I swear, I’ll be kind as an angel if God let everyday be like this. Seriously.

And, about my han