Then I decided to fly to Seoul, perhaps, it'll be the perfect escape of him. Then I met you.

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We lie on her bed; side by side. But I faced my right, I feel sleepy. I could feel my eye lids falling down. Neither of us were moving on her bed.

"It’s so boring." She broke the silence. I felt her bed bounce up and down. She jumped out of her bed and keel in front of me. She was tracing my face with her finger, I opened my eyes and laugh breathlessly.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing... I just feel bored... how about you?"

"Well... I feel sleepy at the same time I regret spending my free time here instead working there to earn my own money."

"Then why are you here?"

Is she somehow out of her mind?! "Duh..." I stared straight at her eyes. "You forced me. You said you'll burn my locker..."

She laughed and slapped my back. I got frighten again. "It was just a joke! I never thought you’ll take it seriously!" She held her stomach and wiped the edge of her eye.

I smirked. "Seriously, I cannot distinguish the jokes you made between the realities that you are talking."

Her face suddenly became serious. Her forehead creased. "So you’re telling me that I have no humor?!"

I swallowed hard. Uh-oh. Not again. That face. That reaction. 'Choi Minho better prepare yourself'... Immediately, I sat up on her bed and started to whistle in a low tone.

I looked away.

Then her bed bounces again. She sat beside me. She leans on my shoulder and huff, "I'm really bored."

"So... What should I do?"

"Let's play a game."

"Not again..." I groaned. I remember the last game we played called, 'breaking-Minho's-PSP.' Tss.

"Please... Just once." She leaned closer to me, that her face was inches apart with mine. She clasped her hands to