Cho Kyuhyun.

He was the guy of my dreams, and lately, the guy of my nightmares as well.

I was happy watching him and loving him from afar. We had never spoken, but since he skipped some grades, we had almost the same classes, so I saw him everyday and knew he was not only handsome but also very smart. I had been in love with him for almost three years and everything had been good until a few days ago.

*flashback*

I was walking down the hallway, passing the school's cafeteria, when suddenly we bumped into each other. I dropped all my things as I tried to stop myself from falling -first on the floor but it was useless. I looked up to see a hand was presented to me. As shocked as I was, I didn't even dare to move so he took it upon himself to kindly pull me up from my sitting position on the floor. How embarrassing!

"I'm sorry, I didn't see where I was going! I was distracted by the scent of food," he pointed at the cafeteria's door, letting out a chuckle. He then bent down to pick up our things.

Instead of answering or helping him gather our things, I just stood there blushing a deep red crimson, unable to meet his eyes.

"Here are your things. Yah, are you okay?" he handed me my things and leaned down to look up at my flushed face. 

If I'm okay?! He didn't know how un-okay I really was. My crush was talking to me for the first time ever after I had embarrassed myself in front of him, of course I was not okay!

Instead of giving him that answer I just stuttered a pitiful sorry and rushed off to class, almost tripping with my own feet. Like if I was not embarrassed enough already.

*end of flashback*