After Ji Yong’s abrupt confession, and the awkward, silent dinner, I told him to bring me back home as I could not possibly find a taxi or bus at that remote area. The car ride was again, filled with silence. Once we reached my house, I whispered a thanks and ran back to my apartment. The first greetings I received was

“_________!!! Why are you so late? Do you know how worried we were? It’s already 9:30 and you didn’t pick up the calls, you’re going to be the death of us ________-ah!!”

“If you’re going to be this late then you should not have even came back, we expected you to be home by 7, and you did not even show up, do you know how worried your mother is? Huh?! And what is that in your hands? Bet you went out with your friends and fooled around right? How could I even have a daughter like you?”

“I’m so sorry kay? I’m sorry…” My tears were on the edge of falling, and I can’t let them see that. I retreated into my room feeling terrible and messed up, there was no way I was going to lash it out on my parents, and there was definitely no way I could reveal anything about Ji Yong and his confession.

I took a short rest and then went to the bathroom after putting the huge bear on my chair, I'll deal with it later, I really needed a bathe to clear my mind for a while. Ji Yong… He’s going to be the death of me, fancy a confession right in the middle of nowhere, we just met a few days ago and he, ugh, I hate playboys. If he’s going to be those sort of guy who dates for just a few days then dumps you like a ragdoll, I am certainly going to lash out on him. No way was I going to hurt myself, I’ve watched enough dramas and movies to know. Sure, he has the looks, the money, the criteria every girl would swoon over, he’s good, he’s nice, but that’s exactly what players have, right? Plus I haven’t known him well enough yet. I told him I was going to think over this, I hope he wouldn’t expect a lot from me. He looked so, fragile when he got pushed away by me. I really do not know.

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The next day I was back at school again, I’m afraid things will be really awkward between me and Ji Yong, and I’m also afraid about Seung Hyun, I’m afraid he’s going to ask why didn’t I get to hang out with him yesterday, I’m afraid he will know about the confession too.

“_________, why could you not hang out with me yesterday? I was waiting for you…you know?” He pouted and gave me that puppy-eyes look.

“I-I’m sorry, but didn’t Ji Yong call you?” Why am I stuttering?

“Yea, only after I’ve waited for an hour or so.” Oh my gosh I didn’t know

“I’m so sorry…”

“It’s okay, let’s go out together this afternoon then?” He smiled and looked at me pleadingly, I don’t think I could reject him even though I wasn’t supposed to go out with him, I just wasn’t that close to him yet.

“Ermm, okay.”

He beamed widely and replied “Okayy!! I’ll uhh pick you up once you’re done with classes?”

“Yeaa, sure.” I gave him a warm smile and waved him goodbye, then walked away to the classroom where my first lesson starts.

“__________”

“Yea?” I was walking towards my classroom when I heard my name, I turned around to find Ji Yong standing in front of me. I got startled and he started talking.

“Have you thought about it yet?”

Oh shyt

“Ji Yong…I…can’t seem to get to a decision so quickly, I’m so sorry. Could you give me another day?” I can’t keep on giving excuses, I have to decide…

“I understand __________...Just don’t take so long, kay?” He smiled, bitterly. Is he that in need of love?

“Okayy, I’m sorry…”

“Don’t be.” He walked away after that, and left me alone along the corridors of the school. No matter how huge this school is, I can bump into him somehow. I guess I’ll just have to keep a lookout for him…I don’t know why I am getting this defensive, but it’s better to be caught in an awkward situation… As I walked along the corridors, the sunrays shone in from the windows and hit me, it felt so warm, but inside my heart, it felt so cold. I don’t know this will be how I feel when I’m caught in such situations. I wanted to spill it out to someone but I can’t,I don't know. Now I’m confused and alone, stuck in something I don’t know, something probably called, love.