I could still clearly remember those days. Those strikingly beautiful days that we spent together. Eight months and a day was all we had and it took one dumbfounding confession to end everything.

One year and three months earlier.

October 15, 2012.

7:31AM.

I was running late for my 7:30AM class. God. I hate this subject. Well, I hate morning classes in general. I was bringing with me a stack of books I needed for my research paper on Behavioral Studies, and I have to finish this for me to walk down the aisle and receive the diploma I have been eyeing for years.

So, there I was, running to save my life, bringing the stack of books I mentioned. I didn’t know if I could make it to my class right on time until…

*BANG!*

Everything went black. As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw myself lying on the ground, with all my books with me on the floor, too. That was a loud thump, and I thought a ball hit me or what. But wasn’t I running through the corridors, right? And why should a ball be flying around here?!

I quickly grabbed my books and attempted to stand when I saw a hand reaching mine.

“Are you okay? I’m so sorry.”

I reached for his hand and tried to get up. As I stood up facing him, I could see right through his eyes that he was so sorry. And then I suddenly felt my cheeks turning red!

Whyyyy? Is it maybe because he looked too hot to handle? 

Geeez Mia, stop it!

“I didn’t notice you running around the-“

“It’s okay.” I cut him while he was explaining himself, somehow still in trance at the beautiful creature staring back at me.

“I’m Lee Howon. I’m a new exchange student here. I am really sorry for what happened. And you are?”

I swear to God he is really, really cute. How could this even be happening? It’s like a scene from a Korean drama where a guy and a girl accidentally bumped into each other, and they fall in love! Voila!

“Umm, you sure you’re okay?” He asked me again.

I was left in awe with everything he’s been saying. He is just a guy, Mia. Well, a really, really, handsome and *stares at biceps* y Korean guy.

“Mia.” I only managed to utter my first name. Just nickname, actually. 

He was smiling so bright my knees became so weak all of a sudden. I need to get back to my senses!

“Nice name, Mia. Again, I am very sorry for what happened. Do you have a class right now?”

“Yeah.” 

Nice talking, Mia! It was really nice talking to you! *sighs*

“See you around, then?” The Korean guy let out a big smile again. He walked away but was still taking glances at me. I, on the other hand, was acting like a statue, still awed by his presence.

The awkward flirt, that’s what I call it. Noted as the “NBSB” or the “No Boyfriend Since Birth” in our class, I was always bullied for having no relationships ever since. Well, maybe it’s because I firmly believe that I am in charge of my own happiness, and not just some random guy you meet in the campus corridor.

*RING* (DBSK’s Mirotic) I got youuuuu under my skin~

I received a phone call and answered it right away because I knew it was from my best friend, Nikki.

“YAH! WHERE ARE YOU?! AND WHY ARE YOU LATE AGAIN?! WE’RE HAVING A POP QUIZ!!!!” She’s shouting AND whispering at the same time over the phone.

Mentally slapping myself, I hurriedly ran into the classroom and sat down to the nearest chair from the door.

“LIM! Late again?” My instructor looked at me with one eyebrow raised.

Uh-oh. I’m in trouble.

I thought my instructor would hit me with the whiteboard eraser she was holding until someone knocked on the door and distracted her.

“Yes, how may I help you?” She asked the perhaps student who knocked the door.

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