Jihoon was on the way to his university, mentally cursed himself everyday for not taking his parents offer to stay in his university dorm when now everyday he needed to spend 45 minutes journey, but he just couldn’t stand to stay together with a stranger. The last time he stayed in the dorm and it was a nightmare. He was lost in his own thought when the couple sat in front of him was being lovey-dovey, such a crappy morning – Jihoon decided. Not that he was feeling lonely or need a boyfriend but he just couldn’t stand those romantic moments, to be blunt, he hated it. Especially when people talking about love at the first sight, what kind of crap is that? He would never understand it. And he swore there isn’t such thing as love in the first sight, those are only imagination from some people who read too much romance novels.

But, that day was the day Jihoon finally believed in love. He held his breath when he saw someone went in the bus, he never felt that way before, and his heart was beating fast that he scared someone would’ve heard it. He gulped nervously unconsciously staring at the person walking towards his seat, the guy was smiling brightly, his hair was dark brown and his double eyelid with long and thick eyelashes added on the perfection on his face. ‘No, no, no, must be because of the couple in front of me that I feel this’ Jihoon mentally slapped himself for thinking that he was in love with the guy. He just hoped the guy would sit far away from him so he could return back to his ‘lonely-state’ but that day was just not his day. the guy sat exactly next to him. ‘now how am I supposed to breathe’ Jihoon fidgeting nervously on his seat. Trying to calm his racing heart. ‘No, Lee Jihoon, you are not in love and he’s just a normal person’ Jihoon told himself inwardly and it succeeded. Jihoon back to his ‘lonely-state’ again looking outside on the road distracting himself from the nice smell beside him, must be expensive perfume, Jihoon thought. He was in his own lala land until suddenly…

“Hey, do you have sweets?” Jihoon cursed inwardly when he turned to the person sat next to him because God, the guy is really handsome

“Nope” Jihoon said coldly and turned back to look at the road once again

“Water?” The guy asked again

“Nope” Jihoon didn’t even bother to turn this time, knew better to take care of his heart

“Pen?”

“Nope” Lie, he had at least 12 pens inside his pencil box because he knew very well at the end of the day he would left with only one pen because most of his friends always borrow his pen and will never return it

“Notes?”

“Nope”

“Portable charger?”

“Nope”

“Paper?”

“Nope”

“Phone number?”

“No… - what?!” the last question finally brought Jihoon’s attention, he turned to face the guy quickly and he saw the guy was chuckling on his reaction “That’s not funny” Jihoon scowled

“I wasn’t being funny, this is real question” The guy smiled “so… if you don’t have phone number you do have name right?” the guy winked and Jihoon suddenly thinking if that was karma because normally he hated those cheesy acts

“Lee Jihoon, 19 years old, major in Music, SNU” Jihoon said in one breath couldn’t believe himself for telling all his detail

“Choi Seungcheol, 22, business management, SNU” Seungcheol smiled and Jihoon held his breath suddenly feeling dizzy when Seungcheol said his name ‘can’t be that famous Seungcheol’ “I have to admit I have quite number of fans but I’m a loyal guy” Seungcheol grinned while Jihoon frowned ‘how come Seungcheol can read my mind?’

“Even if you think you are famous, which I don’t care but you shouldn’t say it out loud like that” Jihoon rolled his eyes

“Uh-huh, so feedback taken. Now, back to my original question, do you have phone number?” Seungcheol took out his phone

“keep your phone, even if I have phone numbers I won’t give it to you” Jihoon turned back his focus on the road, not interested even if the most famous guy in his university asked for his phone number

“I’m not a player if that’s what held you for giving up your phone number to me” Seungcheol pouted “I just want to make friends” Seungcheol played with his phone now while looking down, Jihoon peeked a little bit from his side and nearly laughed at the sullen mood of Seungcheol

“Go find your friend in other place, I’m not interested”

“But I want you to be my friend” Seungcheol flashed a smile again and Jihoon cursed inwardly, melted inside. Afterwards they spent 15 minutes debating why Jihoon should give his phone number and Seungcheol grinned widely when eventually the younger gave up. Jihoon pouted while typing his phone number on Seungcheol’s phone

“Cheer up, you won’t regret this” Seungcheol ruffled Jihoon’s hair while Jihoon blushed

The rest of the bus journey surprisingly felt too short for Jihoon, he spent most of the time talking about various things with Seungcheol, he was surprised on how match they were in a lot of things. When the bus announced that the next stop was their university, he tried his best not to look disappointed. They both alighted together, Jihoon wanted to pretend that his class wasn’t going to start soon but his friend Soonyoung decided to ruin the moment

“YO LEE JIHOON COME QUICKLY WE HAVE CLASS IN 5 MINUTES!!!!” Soonyoung dragged Jihoon when he found the latter was walking slowly beside Seungcheol. Jihoon didn’t even have time to say goodbye, he just looked behind for a second to see Seungcheol still smiling at him while mouthed ‘good luck’ to him and that was the last time they seen each other. Not even one message received by Jihoon from Seungcheol, he couldn’t understand what was his number for but no, he didn’t even have Seungcheol’s number and that was how Jihoon decided to not ever believe in love at first sight again.

13 years later…

“And that was how I met my first love” Seungcheol smiled while caressing his 5 years old son hair

“That was sad ending daddy” Samuel pouted

“You will never know” Seungcheol grinned while ruffling Samuel’s hair “Go to sleep, you have school tomorrow”

“Is that how the story ends?” Samuel’s curiousness is beyond normal, Seungcheol is proud of it, real proud

“Well, of course not, but if you want to listen to the next story you should sleep now and I will tell you the rest of the story tomorrow” Seungcheol fixed Samuel’s blanket and kissed his son on his forehead before he stood up “Good night baby, I love you”

“Good night daddy, I love you too” Seungcheol was about to leave Samuel’s room when his son called up his name “Daddy?”

“Yes?”

“I hope it’s a happy ending, because I don’t like to see you sad” Samuel said innocently and Seungcheol swore he nearly cried because of that

“Thank you baby and I hope so too… I truly hope so”