"You're beautiful yourself.. Haven't you notice me?" Luhan looks down at the table..

"Wh-what does that mean Luhan? What do you mean by that? You liked me?"

"I loved you." Luhan corrected you. He lifted his head facing you as you saw all the tears pileing inside his big eyes.
"Have you not notice me? All the signs I gave you? I broke a window, ran up about a thousand stairs, and broke my knuckles by punching a lock just to get you out of a locked room.. I waited for you everynight by the same bench when you come home late. I text you before and after each interview. Ham Jung Hee.. I tried to confess to you that I loved you.. Until Sehun asked me to help him on proposing to you." Luhan slammed his arms on the table, and covered his face, and began crying.

 "Lu.. Xiao Lu.. Luhan.. Lulu.." You spoke all the names that you have called Luhan, and each memory that came out of his mouth, you remembered..

"Mian.. Mianheyo.. Lets.. Not talk about this." Luhan lifted his head, and wiped his tears away. You nodded in agreement,

"When did you find out? About Sehun? When? Where? How?" You asked. Luhan sighed,

"Should I start from the beginning?" He asked.. You nodded.
"It was his third year at that school.. And I think that's when you and him were really close, when you started liking him and your feelings for me faded.. I was jealous.. And I wanted to.. Harm him." Luhan looked down in shame.
"So I followed him to the boys bathroom.. He was about to fall, until he opened his backpack.. And grabbed jar after jar of blood.. And swallowed it down h