His happy face at that time…

It makes me realizing something…

I can’t change her position in your heart..

I won‘t… never...

“Jiyoonie!“ a loud shout was heard over the phone.

“Aish, my ears. Why you call me now? It’s late already, I’m sleepy idiot!.“

“Yah, how cruel you are.“

“Just find it out now? Poor you.“

“What kind of friend are you? Ignoring her bestfriend when he needs you.“ Ah, friend? I almost forget that I’m his friend.. his bestfriend only..

“Okay.. Tell me fast and shortly, so sleepy ya know?“ She let out a yawn, making sure him that she was sleepy.

“I had a lunch with her last noon!”

“Woah, really? Great! What were you talking about with her?“ pretended to be happy, but actually she wanted to cry. She tried to hold her tears. She blamed herself to be this weak. Junhyungie, please.. Stop it… I can’t hear it.. I beg you..

Without knowing anything, Junhyung continued his story. “We talked many things! I even forget what we were talking about. Eumm ah! I talked about you too,“ he chuckled.

“Me? Talking bad about me, weren’t you?“ a smile crept on her smile. He talked about me?

Junhyung laughed. “Haha yeah, maybe? No no, I told her that Jeon Jiyoon is the best friend that I ever have! You have to be happy for this, eo?“ her last smile  disappeared. Again and again, he made her remaining her place. She was his friend only, no more. No, I’m not your bestfriend. Is there a friend loving her own bestfriend? No, it isn’t right.

“Hello? Jiyoon? You hear me?“ his worried voice made her back to reality. She slapped her face, perhaps it could make her forgetting about what she thought about.

“Aigoo..  I’m touched, Junhyung-ah!“ She made a fake sobbing. No, the real sobbing in the fact.

“Eh? You like it so much, eh? Haha.. you’re so funny, Jiyoon-ah!“

“Yeah.. I like it very much..“ No.. my heart is crying, Junhyung-ah.

“Ah, I should end it now. you seem so sleepy, Jiyoon-ah! I will tell you the rest tomorrow.“

“I have told you before, haven’t I? okay, good night, Junhyung!“

“Good night! And have a nice dream.”

            Friend? Yeah, I’m his bestfriend. Why don’t I feel happy to hear it? Isn’t it good? I don’t know… it’s hurt when someone you love considers you as his friend. Seems my place won’t be changed. It will be never changed..