Will switch to narrator's POV from Naeun's POV; Chinese in blue text.

The next day, he still bothered (he sounded lazy though) to wake me up and tell he's already up and had made breakfast. He says our friends will come over--Namjoo, Chorong, Kai, Sehun, and Kris. 

I got nervous. Those five were the ones who knew about my feelings for Lu Han. And the fact that I have this feeling that I have to hide from Lu Han makes it more obvious. It was awkward. Real awkward. We didn't talk after getting out of the car. He just went straight to his room as I did the same. (We live on the same house as requested by our parents so we could be 'independent'. Gross. I've been independent ever since.) It felt like a huge gap for us since we never fought over something like this. It's a big deal for us. Specially for me, I'm the one who caused this. 

I showered and dressed up, then went down seeing Lu Han preparing the table with cute little eggs shaped in hearts, vegetables as flowers, and the fried rice with ketchup that serves as a smiley.

These little things make me fall in love with him more. 

But how the hell do I tell him I love him more as friends when he likes someone else? 

I should've slapped him last night telling him he's dense. Pouring out all of my anger and frustrations and sadness to him.

But that'll look stupid and I'll look desperate. 

But who cares? I want Lu Han's love. I want his arms around me, cuddling me. I want his lips touching mine, my neck, my forehead, my nose, my cheeks.  I want to hear his voice, singing me to sleep. I want to see his sleepy face first as I wake up. 

I just want to be loved by him. 

"Oh.. you're awake." He stares at me with his slightly messed up hair. He's smiling.

I'm dying. "Yeah."  I nod as I sit down and stare at him as he starts eating.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. Staring at him is so frustrating. I like him, yet I couldn't tell him because I might ruin our friendship. I like him, I want to tell him so this pain would go away. I like him, but he likes someone else. I like him, the way he really is. I like him because I like his personality. I like it how he's so caring, I like it how he doesn't forget all the little details about you, I like it how he notices everything. I like him. 

I want to cry. 

I just want to get out of this stupid friend zone. 

"Why aren't you eati...." He looks up to me and found me looking down, sobbing. "Naeun?" 

I gave him my silence. He worries again. "You've got to tell me what's happening. You're my best friend, I should help." 

Yeah right, I'm just your best friend. "But you'll never understand, you'll never help. Never." I tell him. It's the truth. He