Chapter 7:                   “Dara-ah, kwenchana?” I heard Bom asked me as she sat beside me in the cafeteria.       I let out a long sigh as I twirl on my noodles. Honestly, I don’t know if I’m fine or not. I just feel a soft tug on my heart every time my thoughts would linger on Jiyong. My heart felt heavy, I don’t even know why.       Ever since the incident back in the park, Jiyong stopped calling me, he even stopped visiting our house. I texted him a few times, asking anything stupid I could come up to, but I ended up getting short replies from him, like ‘ok’, ‘aniyo’, ‘good’ and any words with 3 syllables in it.       Is he mad? Why would he be mad? I didn’t do anything that might have offended him. I rack my brains to remember something that I might have said to offend him. But I always came up with nothing.       “Don’t bother asking, we’ve been trying to ask her the same thing, but she always spaced out like that.” I heard CL said as she munch on her sandwich.       I didn’t look up. I’m too busy to figure out a certain boy who’s been inside my head for several days already. And I badly want to know what’s wrong with him.       Maybe he’s just busy nowadays.           Yes, maybe that’s it. College is probably harder than high school.       ..           “Dara! the girls planned a karaoke night this Friday, want to come?” Bom suddenly blocked my path as I head out the class room.       I tilted my head to the side.       “Karaoke? I don’t sing Bommie-ah.” I said as I secured my bag on my back.       “Ani, kwenchana, you don’t have to sing if you don’t want to, we’ll just have a good time. You do what you do best, eat!” Bom excitedly said with her eyes turning into her hideous puppy eyes.” Please, please, come with us? It’ll be so much fun!”       “I don’t know, I need to ask my parents first.” I honestly said.       “Tell them we’re all going and we’ll even go home before the clock hits 9pm.” Bom said without losing those puppy eyes on her face.       I sigh. “Ok, I’ll ask them tonight.” I swear to heavens that I’ll kill whoever invented those ridiculous puppy eyes!!       “Yey!! You can also invite Jiyong if you want to, or better yet Donghae, so your parents wouldn’t be too worried about you going home past your curfew.”       There it is again, I felt a soft tug on my heart right after hearing Jiyong’s name.       “What’s wrong?” Bom asked. “I knew it! did you had a fight with Donghae?”       “What? Donghae? No! Why would you think that?” I quickly defended and composed myself.       “Because, bestfriend, I haven’t seen those sad and gloomy face ever since that day you finally had your period and you found out you were indeed a girl not a boy.” Bom crossed her arms across her chest.       “No, what I mean, why do you think it’s Donghae?” I asked, ignoring her useless rant.       “It’s not Donghae?” Bom asked confused. ”the ever ‘so-handsome-nice-sweet-Donghae’” she tried imitating my voice.       “Yah! I didn’t say that and I don’t sound like that!!” I glared at her.       “Oh my god, It’s Jiyong isn’t it??” she excitedly grab me by my shoulders. “ISN’T IT?”       I suddenly found my self speechless.       “Kyaaaaaahhh!!!!” Bom suddenly shrieked as she jumps in place while shaking me by my shoulders.       “Yah! What’s wrong?” I heard CL asked and felt her presence beside me.       I looked at her with a confused look on my face. “I’m not sure.” I said to her and glance back at Bom in front of me with a silly smile on her face. I didn’t remember saying anything about corn.       “Chaerin-ah!” Bom squealed as she faced CL. “I think Dara’s finally in love!”       “WHAT?!” Me and CL asked at the same time, with my voice pitch a little higher.       Now where did that come from??? Love??       I rolled my eyes. “Bom, I am not, certainly NOT, in love!”       “Why would you think Dara’s in love Bom?” CL asked.       “Because she got the 'love syndrome'!” Bom answered with an amused smile.       “Love what??!” I asked again. Really? this conversation is getting on my nerves.       “Just admit it, I’ve been observing you the past few days, at first I thought you’re just having some mood swings or something, but I noticed you barely touch your food during lunch, you space out during class, and when I mentioned Jiyong’s name, your face fell like it’s the end of the world. It’s either that or I’m just hallucinating things.” Bom proudly said.       “One vote for the hallucination” I said as I try to walk past her. Sincha, it’s getting late and I really would love to see my bed right now.       I stopped on my tracks as both CL and Bom scampered to block the door with their hands spread wide.       “now what?” I mumbled.       “SPILL!!!” they both glare at me.       “You’re not going to leave this room, until we squeeze every information and details with regard to your relationship with Jiyong!” CL said with determination fired in her eyes.           I pinched the bridge of my nose. Do I have a choice?       So after I finally finish telling the whole Jiyong-situation, both girls are scowling at me.       “Why’d you do that?!”       “How could you!”       “You should’ve been nicer to him!”       “I can’t believe you’re my friend!”       and so on..       I raised both my hands in defense. They immediately stopped  but they held their glare at me.       “Now, would you two be my best friend, and tell me what do I have to do?” I asked as nicely as I could.       “You should call him and apologize!” Chaerin said.       “Yes! That should do it! God! Dara, were you even listening to my lectures with regards to boys? how can you be so insensitive to his feelings?”       “What feelings?” I asked now totally confused.       “Don’t you get it? Who would be in their right mind to visit a girl every chance they get even if his house is kilometers away?” Bom ranted.       “And would call you every effin night just to talk about nonsense things?” CL added.       “And would be stupid enough