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“You need to take at least one extracurricular for final score and I’ll only wait for two weeks from now or you won’t be included on any activities,” Mr. Kim announced, while writing down every activities that our school had on the board.

I read them one by one, didn’t have any idea about what to choose.

I didn’t have any speciality on physical exercises, not so good on drawing and couldn’t play any instruments. In short, I had no talents nor interests.

—interest?

I looked outside the corridor window, where my eyes went into those one place.

I wanted to be a ’sunflower’.

I wanted to yearn of something I like.

That’s it.





“Just join me on dancing club,” Hana said, for the third times of that day. “There’s no pressure and you will have so much fun. Not to mention that you will definitely gaining more popularity later.”

I chuckled.

“Seriously, just give a try,” she insisted.

“I can’t dance,” I hesitantly reasoned.

“One learns by doing,” she stated, “I can be your private tutor if you want to.”

Yeah, it must be much easier if I joined dancing club because Hana was on it. Even if I couldn’t do well, at least, I had her as a support behind me and of course it would give me strength. But, little did I know that I couldn’t rely on her in every department.

I must began to pick up my own decision.

“Honestly,” I pursed my lips, “I already have one in my mind.”

Hana’s eyes widened up a little, and she quickly leant forward across the table to receive a better hearing.

“What is it?”





I did everything so fast, that when I got my consciousness back—I had already found myself on the tennis field.

I grabbed my racquet tightly, trying to calm myself down as I walked into the playing area.

It was one versus one—where I got a senior player as my opponent.

It wasn’t a real competition, yet I felt so nervous that I wiped my sweaty hands back and forth when the teacher was explaining the rules.

And it went so fast that suddenly, the game was begin.

I tried to focus on the ball, the way those senior did a serving and how powerful she shot it on the right side of my ground.

Too focus that I just stood there without moving a little.

“Focus, focus, Song Jieun!” the teacher shouted from my back, which eventually made me nervous even more.

But I had to face it.

On the second round, I could finally hit back the ball.

My arms were so hurt, and so did my knees after I fell into the rough ground when trying to chase the ball. I felt my hair was getting wetter of sweats—and I began to catch some breath on every moment.

I was really destructed.

The game finally ended with embarassing scores.

And instead of feeling disappointed, I was more likely relieved because it was finally over.

I was so tired.

I couldn’t do any exercises and easily lost my focus. Perhaps that’s why Hana almost dropped off her chair when I told her I would take tennis activity.

I was brainless.

My logical was completely destroyed by my heart.

“That’s soccer team!”

I turned to look at the soccer field that was just about some metres from tennis field.

The game was just begin, where twenty-two guys were running from here to there around the field.


But even between those kind of crowds,


My eyes could only capture him.

The way he ran across the ground, the way he passed the ball to the other players, the way he stole the leading and kicked the ball inside of the goalpost, the way he smiled and gave high-five to his fellow members—everything, everything about him.

No matter how fast he ran, my eyes would always find his figure.



And that was the only reason of why did I choose tennis over the other activities.


I wanted to see him, wanted him to be in a close distant from me, where I could catch him into my sight. Where I could feel his existence.

God, God,


please, bless me.