Dear Diary,

I remember that day like it was yesterday.  

Taecyeon had spoken those three words to me, but I didn’t know how to reply. I was just so confused.

When he had said “I love you”, I had just quickly made up an excuse and ran home. Stupid, huh?

The next day when Wooyoung and I had gone to the hospital as usual, I was tongue-tied.

Taecyeon noticed this and pulled me aside. In the end, he just told me to forget about it.

I remember asking myself if I should really just forget about it.

I decided I would for now.

After hours of playing around like the three of us usually did, Wooyoung and I said farewell to Taecyeon and left.

Wooyoung and I were walking home together. I breathed in the fresh air, sighing happily.

“Hey… ________-ah, I have something to tell you…” Wooyoung gulped.

“Yeah? What is it oppa?” I asked.

“I think I lo—“ He began to say, but I cut him off.

“Look! Let’s go eat some food at the stand there, it’s on me!” I grinned to him and pulled his arm.

Wooyoung sighed but still smiled at me. “Alright.” He chuckled.

After eating, Wooyoung began to talk again. “_______-ah, I lo—“

“Oppa! I’ll race you home!” I laughed, dashing ahead of him.