C3: Liar

Later that night I sat on my bed, Jaehyun would be back from work any time now and I had so many questions. Luckily he decided to stay again tonight so I wouldn’t have to wait long to get them answered. Or I guess he could ignore them too?

I shiver, the cool air finally getting to me. I stand up to grab a sweatshirt out of my closet but pause upon seeing a small notebook on my desk. Was that the diary Jaehyun was talking about?

I grab ahold of it pulling it closer. Opening it I notice lots of the pages have been torn out, leaving only a couple left.

Sadly all the entries that were left were from middle school, all of them were about how much I hated school. I sigh sitting the notebook down, as I do one of the pencils that was lying near it rolls onto the floor between the desk and the wall.

I huff bending down to pick it back up. I can’t really see it so I just aimlessly stick my hand under it in hopes I’d happen upon it. Which I luckily do, but my fingers run along something else as well. A wadded up piece of paper is what it felt like.

I pull both it and the pencil out. I go to throw it away but last second I notice it’s the same type of paper that’s from the diary. Pausing I slowly unwrap the paper, smoothing it out to make the writing more visible.

Thankfully it wasn’t blank, it was an entry dated from around junior year I’d say.

Jaehyun’s words from last night are still eating away at me. He asked me if I liked Doyoung. At first I laughed it off because Doyoung and I are always butting heads. It’s not that we don’t get along, it’s just that we both love to playfully banter back and forth with each other. But thinking about it now, I think he may have guessed right. Today when I saw him at school I felt nervous, excited, and happy all at once. He has these beautiful innocent eyes, a killer smile, perfect eyesmile, smooth skin, long legs, and a beautiful voice. I can’t believe I’m admitting this, but I really really like him. Though he’ll probably never know that.

I sit the note back down.

I-but Doyoung told me we’ve only known each other for basically a month? Is he also keeping stuff from me? Like Jaehyun is?

Did I erase my memories over unrequited love?

Am I that much of a nutcase? I couldn’t get him to like me so I erased him? I am pathetic.

I hear the front door click shut and I instantly forget about the sweatshirt and move to confront Jaehyun about this.

He’s taking his coat off when I first see him. He hears me coming down the hall, his face falling at seeing my expression.

“Did I erase my memories because Doyoung doesn’t like me?” I cross my arms over my chest. “Was I really that pathetic?”

Instantly Jaehyun seems pissed. “You were far from pathetic.”

I roll my eyes. “So it’s true then?”

“Who told you this? Him?” Jaehyun scoffs lightly.

I shake my head. “I told myself this.” He seems confused. I put the note up into the air. “High school me wrote a diary entry dedicated to professing my love for him.”

Jaehyun sighs grabbing the paper to read it.

“So tell me am I pathetic or not? Did I do it because of this?” I ask him.

His