Did I ever tell you how much I-  no, no, no.  Onew crumpled the paper and threw it to the floor to join the dozens of other rejects littering his room.  He ran his fingers through his hair, leaving the strands standing on end in disarray.   Leaning back in his chair, he spun half-heartedly as he tried to get himself together again, wracking his brain to find the perfect words to tell the maknae how he felt.  It may be wrong, but he was too honest to keep lying to himself, and to everyone else in the dorm.