NAYEON’S POV

Bunny Ace. It’s my nickname at the university going four years now. I play soccer and I love painting. I even started using a drawing of a bunny with a carrot stick as my signature for all my works. Why Bunny Ace? It’s because I play quarterback and I have two large front teeth.  

I dated quite a number of girls when I was in high school. Girls like me. You can say that I’m a campus crush. I can get any girl that I want. But there’s this one girl who I really like.

Her name’s Mina.

However, I never dared to court her. She is from a wealthy and known family. Her quiet personality is contradicted by her pretty face and her very good figure that cannot be muted. Coupled with the brightest eye smile and cute giggles, her charm is endless. Mina is a very special girl.

I like her. A lot.

Her innocence and cuteness; her elegance. I didn’t woo her because I thought somebody so ordinary like me is never a good match to her. I’m afraid that the friendship we built over the years will be ruined once I confess. I’m also scared of the gossips that will follow her and that being together is something I am undeserving of. And so I stayed quiet and ultimately remained friends with her. Mina witnessed me go after different girls for years. And each time, there’s a glint of sadness in her eyes.

Does she like me, too?

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Mina accidentally bumped into us while I was kissing my third girlfriend. My own two eyes saw red crept up from her neck to her face while she remained standing by the locker room’s door, frozen, mouth slightly agape. Seconds passed that felt like hours before she managed to produce a crooked smile and motioned us to continue before running off.

Mina’s eyes were swollen the next day. And because I refuse to believe that the kissing incident caused her tears, I for her walnut eyes the whole day.

I saw Mina crying alone in the classroom later that day after everyone has left for practice. She didn’t notice me returning for my gear. I watched her cry silently for some time. When her shoulders started to shake, sh