I don't consider myself alone. A thick romance book and a fresh cup of mango juice keeps me accompanied. Everyone in this small downtown cafe has their own partner to chat to. Well, it wasn't my fault I'm here by myself. That idiot told me I could get a decent boyfriend here, well, if I wanted to.
It's not that I don't want to fall in love...
I just can't.

By far I've only thought about Yugyeom, but it's nothing. Rather than calling him a crush that haunts my mind every once in a while, he's actually like a passing cloud. When you see the beautiful shape in the skies, you kind of adore it, but as it gradually fades away, your feeling does too.
Nobody's really in my mind.

I wonder if my partner walks in that huge wooden door anytime now.