TWENTY-EIGHT

It was another gathering and all of us were having fun. I accidentally locked gazes with Sehun and he signaled me to check my phone. It was on silent so I didn’t know he sent a message.

From Sehun:

Can we talk outside?

I saw him silently leaving the room. I excused myself and followed him.

“What is it?” I asked as I stood in front of him, looking elsewhere but him.

He sighed. “Look. I’m sorry. I…I…”

“Sorry for what, Sehun? You always apologize, but for what? You apologize, but you don’t even correct your mistakes. It’s just so confusing.” Tears were threatening to fall. Don’t cry in front of him. You’ll look stupid.

“I just…I don’t really know what to do.”

“You should’ve just told me you don’t like me! I don’t ruin my friendship with anyone just because of some petty and foolish unrequited feelings. But because of what you said, things are getting uglier and I don’t think I can keep our friendship. I feel guilty because I think it’s my fault that such friendship is ruined because of my feelings. I’m sorry.” I was already a crying mess.

He held me in his embrace. It felt so warm.“No, don’t blame yourself. You did nothing wrong. It’s my fault for being such a jerk and a coward. It’s my fault for not knowing how to express what I really feel.” He pulled away and cupped my cheeks, wiping my tears with his thumb. “Because of me, I made things awkward between us. I’m sorry.”

I just sniffed, not knowing what to say.

“Stop crying, hm?” He gave me a small smile before I felt his lips on mine. I smiled in the kiss and kissed him back. I can’t believe this is happening. I must be dream—

RING. RING. RING.

. It was a dream. I knew it was too good to be true. There’s no way Sehun would initiate a conversation with me. I touched my lips. It ing felt real. Why the hell would I dream something like that?! It honestly…felt…so…real…

I grabbed my phone, contemplating on sending him a message. After a few minutes of debating with myself, I decided to send him one. I’m sorry for not following your advice, Vic.

Vic knows me too well. She must’ve noticed me waiting for a message or something.

“You texted him, didn’t you?”

“Huh? Who?”

“Don’t play dumb. Look, I really want to shave Oh Sehun’s head right now and even way before. I need to give you some lesson, so you wake up from this .”

An image of a bald Sehun popped into my head. I shivered. It’s not a pretty sight.

“Vic, I honestly hate him. I hate him for making me feel all the time. How I wish I could forget my feelings for him as easy as how I say it. But when your love is true, it won’t be easy to just stop loving that person. True love makes me give him a chance to change even though deep inside, I know he will never do so.”

Vic sighed and gave me a hopeless look. “Honey, you’re worth being committed to, and the problems he has are inner issues that he needs to solve himself. Just remember that it’s not your responsibility to fix a broken man. It’s not worth your time, effort, love, or tears. If he’s not willing to fix himself for you, t