MINHO’S POV

I wrap my arms around her; I could feel her crying onto my chest, I could feel her wet tears seep through onto my shirt and onto my chest. I could feel her pain as if it were my own, I listen to her sobbing and soon she quietens down. She looks up and stares into my eyes, I want to say something to her but nothing I think of will do any help.

‘I’m sorry’ she whispers.

‘It’s ok; I’m the one who should be saying sorry.’

‘No. It’s ok, I’m glad you told me and anyway, I need to get over it one day.’

I realise my arms are still around her waist, but she doesn’t notice yet. I look into her eyes and she looks back. I could gaze endlessly into them all day, I start getting closer and closer and closer.  Before I can control what I’m doing my lips meet her lips causing fireworks to explode in my head, still not controlling my own body we start to kiss more passionately, I don’t want to do this but my body is saying otherwise; I don’t want to hurt her, I don’t want to cause her pain again. With great difficulty I pulled away and slowly let go of her waist, I stepped back. What have I done? I look at her face trying to read her feelings but her face is expressionless.

‘I’m sorry.’ My whisper is barely audible, but I know she heard me because she looked up.

‘Ummm, I-I-I. I’m sorry; I didn’t want that to happen. Things are happening a little too fast for me.’ She avoided my gaze and she ran out of the room.

‘Mi Yeon.’ I whisper her name. ‘Mi Yeon!’

This time I shout and I go out of the room to look for her, but she already disappeared. I jog down the hallway but I can’t see her anywhere; maybe she went to class. I go to our next class; I look in to see everyone apart from Mi Yeon. I spot Key who sits next to her, I walk towards him.

‘Oh hey Minho, have you see Mi Y-Jonghun? This is my only lesson were I sit next to him and he’s really good at English like me.’ I stare at him bewildered, she’s not here. If she’s not here; where is she?  

‘Umm, Key? I need to talk to you and tell you something.’

‘Sure. What’s up?’ He looks up in concern; he would make a really good umma.

‘You may want to come with me and bring your stuff because you won’t be in this lesson.’

I walk out and Key follows me with a confused face, we go into my room.

‘Key, I’ve messed up big time.’

‘What’s happened?’

‘It’s about Mi Jonghun and it’s about Mi Yeon as well.’