Seventh Grade (Year 2010):

~Continued from last chapter~

It was a rainy day, so all the P.E. classes were inside the gym today. I walked up the stairs of bleachers and sat down by myself. What had happened earlier in the locker room was so embarrassing, I actually felt like I wanted to cry.

I just placed my hands on my forehead, and rested my elbows on my thighs, I tried not to cry, because I didn’t want to be a crybaby in middle school. Then I felt the weight of the bleacher seat move down as somebody sits next to me.

I look up and see the Byunghun, and he was looking me with worry, but I tried not to make any eye contact with him. “Oh Hyung, you’re here.”

“Chanhee-ah.” He said as he placed his hand on my shoulder. The area he made contact with my skin felt like it was burning up, why am I being like this? I guess he felt me tensing up under his contact, so he removed his hand. “Are you okay?”

“Ummmm, yeah I’m fine. Why would you ask?” I said, wiping my eyes before tears would fall.

“Well, just earlier in the locker room, you seemed a bit flustered.” He said, still reminding me of the past events.

“Sorry, I’m just feeling… a bit sick.”

“Are you sure?” He looked at me, I gave him a quick glanced and nodded. “This morning you were all okay with skinship, and now you can’t even look me in the eye. I can tell something is wrong.”

“Nothing is wrong Hyung, I’m just not in the mood.” I said as I continued to wipe my eyes, not wanting to have my tears fall.

“Are you crying?” He asked me, putting his face close to mine to look at me, then I back away. “Your eyes are swollen.”

“No, they’re just itchy.” I lied to him, I really was crying, because I’m weak. I’m weak and I’m a crybaby, that was when I just let the tears roll down.

“Chanhee are you cr