Naeun's POV

Today is the day! Some of my paintings will be reveal to the public along with the great painters here in South Korea. I only have one entry for this event, not because I only have one work, and also not because I don't have confidence in my talent and skills but because I'm waiting for a permission to exhibit my masterpiece from a certain person.

I already planned that when I got a permission, I'll exhibit it all, everything that I've been painted.

Right now, I'm on my way to the venue. I'm running late because I thought hard on what I should wear for this event. Thinking that should I wear formal or not? But I end up, wearing a simple one. Well they don't recognize me anyway.

Maybe for some people who loves piantings know my names, but not the real me. I only using my initials to my paintings, and I don't have any plans to show up to the public. I'll want to keep my identity a secret, only those people who are close to me knows who I am.

When I finally arrive to the venue, I imediately look for my piece. This morning I'm excited for this day, but now, that I'm here not that near in front of my art work I'm feeling nervous.Because I saw a familiar figure infront of my painting.

Ofcourse I know her! She's Jung Eunji.

Jung Eunji.... My girlfriend... Yeah, my secret girlfriend...

She don't have any idea that she's "in-relationship" with me. And the moment she'll knows about this "relationship" I'm going to break up with her.

Kidding aside, Jung Eunji is my long time crush, or should I say my first love and still my love.

My love for her was started back when we're high school, that time she's in her senior year, and I am my junior year and my first year to their school, yes I am a transferee to Eunji's school, the first time I saw her was when she sang our national anthem and our school's anthem, I just love her voice, and eventually I fell in love with her beauty inside and out.

I thought at first what I felt was just a puppy love, but hey it's almost a years and years and years, it's still the same. what I felt for her is still here. still love her.

And I don't know what to do anymore, I already tried to stop and forget my feelings, because really, she don't know me! She don't even know who I am, and I still loving her.

Ah I forgot... She knows... She knew only my art works... Yeah that's why she's still standing infront of painting for I don't know how long.And that's makes me happy, knowing she love all my works.

Right now I'll try my luck to get her attention.. "ehem" I cleared my throat while I took a short glance to her and stand next to her, a safe distance