To: Woohyun

You’re online. What are yo-

I sighed and erased the message.

To: Woohyun

Hey Woohyun...How’s life?

I thought I sounded stupid so I deleted the newly crafted message.

To: Woohyun

Hey Woohyun, I can’t sleep. Are you awake?

I sighed before throwing my phone away in defeat. My mind yelled for me to stop but my heart told me to let it go and try. Rolling over, I picked it up again and stared. After a good five minutes eye contact with my beloved phone, there was this sudden surge of courage that arose within me. I mustered up every ounce of courage I could find within me and hit the ‘send’ button. After which, I instantly buried my head under my pillow, regretting my impulsiveness. 

“You’re gonna be so darn embarrassed if he don’t reply.” I mumbled to myself.

I deduced that staying at home too long wasn’t good for the brain because I started to do such stupid things.

Sending Woohyun a message suddenly reminded me of how I once attempted to indirectly confess my feelings to a senior over the phone two years back.

To: Heewon oppa

Oppa, I no longer like your best friend anymore.

He didn’t reply and I wanted to retract the message back so badly. With my foolish act, all of my little pieces of affection directed to him had formed a complete puzzle in his face with the message: I love you, Heewon oppa!

And he had chosen to ignore it because maybe, I simply wasn’t good enough for him.

The next day, I came to know that he gotten together with my junior.

I smiled when I saw them holding hands from afar but the smile was stabbing at me on the inside. It was heartbreaking and I wished I had kept my childish affection whispers to myself. It was a complete embarrassment, especially when I met them during library club meetings. Since that incident, I told myself I would never be this stupid again. But here I am, foolish as ever, texting Woohyun in the middle of the night. In