It was monday. A school day.
I went to school by myself.
Somehow I couldn't confront him.
It was as if I was geting scared of him. 

How was that possible I don't know.
But it's probably due to the fact that we haven't communicating. 

When I arrive at the gates, I stare gloomly at the school building and pass out a sigh as I rearranged my hair.
My hands were itching again.
It meant that I was getting nervous.
I took out my handkerchief from my pocket and twisted it as I walked on.

I reached my locker. 
His locker wasn't next to mine.
It was at least three lockers away, or something like that.
I never did bother counting it.

He wasn't there. 
Instead he was at Dasom's locker. 
Her locker was in front of mine.

I couldn't help but feel jealous and frankly annoyed.
This was the fourth day, ever since they became a couple, and yet I feel myself actually having a grudge against him.
It's no fair of course.
He didn't do anything wrong.
He was always a dense guy, well actually, only when it came to love.
That meant that if he felt something, it was immense.
If there wasn't anything, then his head wouldn't even think twice.

'Oh look who's here~'

I turned my head and saw her. 
No it isn't Dasom. 
I turn my head to  Dasom's locker, in hope of seeing Myungsoo.
But they weren't there.

I felt my heart shrink.
I look at the girl's smirk and her bright red coloured nails.
They were too flashy to not be noticed.

'All alone I see.'

I ignored her.
Closed my locker and started to walk away.
However before I knew it, I was on ground, my back feeling sore from the fall. 
That girl had pulled on my bag, letting gravity do the rest.

The hallway grew silent.
And I knew that I was stared at,.
I felt my eyes barely keeping those tears in.

I guess without him around, I'm back being in this situation,.

I stood up slowly and brushed my dirty hands against my skirt.
Without another word, I walked away.

I knew that the school was going to get riled up.
We may not be popular: Myungsoo and I.
But everyone knew how close we were.
Seriously.

'Guess you were just not good enough!' the girl yelled out, her voice echoing down the hallway.

That did it.
I felt myself completely weak.
My steps quickened as I heard several loud laughs at the comment.

Before I knew it, I was on the rooftop of the school.
No, I wasn't going to do anything crazy, I just need some peace and quiet.

I don't normally come to the rooftop.
I did once. 
But that was a long time ago.
 
I closed my eyes and let the wind ruffle my hair.
A smile appeared on my lips.
I don't know why.
But in these sort of situation, I couldn't help but smile.
When you're in such a place, you feel like you're on top of the world.

My eyes flew open when the school bell rang.
I gasp before taking my school bag and ran down those stairs as fast as I could.
I had to get to class.
Even though I want to skip, Ii can't.
My parents...they work so hard for my education.
It would be so selfish to disregard it, just because of this one-sided crush.

I reach my class just in time.
If I haven't mentioned it, Myungsoo and Dasom are in my class.
They're sitting in the very back and I could tell that they were in their little world.

I look around and realize there were only two empty seats.
One was beside Myungsoo.
The other was beside the class' black sheep.

He wsa that sort of boy that never skipped class and only did things to get the passing score.
His personality, I honestly don't know, however the impression I get is definitely worse than good.

I hear my teacher tell me to hurry and take a seat.
I feel his stare.
Yet I don't dare to look at him. 

I surprise myself by sitting next to the "delinquent."
Honestly, no one had ever sat to him.
He was the sort of guy that was just too fishy.

I unreasonably mutter a apology to him before sitting down.
I take out my school books.
Now I feel his stare.
I don't bother to meet his gaze. 

For the rest of the class, I tried my best to ignore the look I imagined that Myungsoo had when I sat somehwere else.
I wonder how he felt.
I shook off those thoughts when I realized that I was thinking about him again.
I had to stop 
Naturally when I thought of him, I thought of her.

I nibble my lip. 
Maybe Is shouldn't have sat here.
I should've just sat next to Myungsoo.
Why did I sit here?

NO ONE'S P.O.V

The moment the school bell rang for lunch, Jieun leapt off her chair. She had made to sure to pack her stuff before heading off. Right now, she needed somehwere to sort out her thoughts. 

*He's gonna know that something's up...* she thought fearfully.

"Hey."

Jieun jumpted at the studden voice behind her and wrapped her arms even tighter around her books as she slowly turned around. 

It was the "delinquent." 

Jieun eyed him suspiciously. What reason did he have to speak to her? He barely talked unless the teacher demanded him to.

"If you haven't heard. We're meant to do a project together..."

The girl furrowed her eyebrows at his words. She tried to recall the teacher's words, yet she realized that she was too busy thinking about something else. It was probably reason that she didn't remember.

"Oh. What was it?" she asked curiously.

"We have to write an article about a significant place."

Jieun nodded her head. "So..."

The "delinquent" narrowed his eyes at her.  Didn't she knew what was the correct words to say next? Apparently not.

"We have a week before the deadline."

*What is he trying to say?* she thought frustratingly. *Oh...*

"So you want to do the project starting from after school?" she asked.

"Okay. Library. We'll start from there."

"Right," Jieun said with a nod on her head before adding on nervously. "Well I'lll be going first...uh see you around." 

She passed a small smile before rushing away.

*I wonder what's the rush?*