I smiled to myself as I leaned against my kitchen counter, thinking about the way things had been going. My phone lit up with a text and I had to bite my

lip to keep myself from making weird noises as I read the name. “Yongguk.”

         He wasn’t one to send particularly sweet or cute kinds of messages, but I was just so happy to be on the receiving end of them. I had loved him for so long,

and I could finally say that he was really mine. That fact made me hold my phone to my chest as I spun around in the kitchen, a grin stretched across my face.

         It had taken so long to actually get to this point. There were a lot of tears and drama involved, but in the end, it all worked out.

         My love for Yongguk had started back when we were in high school together. Every day I would take my seat behind him and just sigh to myself. He was

so intelligent, so kind, and perfect. I knew he had his flaws, the kind of crowd he hung out with was enough evidence for that. But I didn’t care, he was just plain

Yongguk to me.

         I could remember staring at the back of his head during class and wondering what thoughts were going through it. More than once, I had been in my

daydream-like state and the teacher had called on me, causing me to be completely flustered when I had no idea what problem we were doing. My best friend

Jieun would always slap my arm and glare at me, and I could only sheepishly smile back at her.

         She knew that I loved him, and she always tried to reign me in. It never worked though. Every day, without fail, I would take my seat behind him and do

what I did best, secretly love him. Or at least I thought I had secretly loved him.

         It turned out that the queen bees in our class knew. It didn’t help that their fearless leader had a crush on Yongguk either. I had to quietly deal with the

trashed textbooks, garbage in my locker, cut up gym clothes and missing items. All for him. It sounds really pitiful, I know, but he was quite honestly the one

thing that really lit up my day, so I withstood it.

         At least, I withstood it as long as I physically could. The girls were really upset that I wouldn’t stop fawning over Yongguk, so they took things up a notch.

One day after school, I had found myself alone with them behind the school, getting beaten and kicked and thrown around on the floor. By the time they were

done, I couldn’t even stand up. The worse thing though was that Jieun  watched from the sidelines, and when I caught her eyes, she sighed and walked away to

leave me on the ground, broken and alone.

         It was then that the tears had started. I was crying not only because my body was hurt, but my heart had been hurt as well. By the time I had enough

strength to pick up my phone and call my parents, I was shivering from the cold and ended up having to be in the hospital for two weeks. They were two of the

hardest weeks for me, because my world no longer had any light in it. I just wanted to see Yongguk.

         When I was released, I was ready to go back to school, ready for anything as long as it meant that I could see him. I showed up to the class with a sling on

my arm and a smile on my face as I saw that familiar face sitting in the seat in front of mine. I looked over and saw the girl who I had called my best friend for

years just staring out the window, not even glancing my way.

         I had heard laughter and looked over to see the same girls who had made my body the way it was pointing at my sling and whispering amongst themselves.

My smile fell a bit as I swallowed hard, put my head down and walked to my seat. Someone put their foot out and I had tripped over it, and just closed my eyes

waiting for my body to slam into the floor, but it didn’t. I hit something warm and soft.

         I looked up and saw Yongguk holding me. He had asked if I was alright, and I couldn’t say anything so I just nodded at him and stood up, sliding behind

him and sitting down. I heard the girls in the corner scoff, but I was smiling to myself in my seat because Yongguk helped me. He helped me when no one else

would.

         When we were dismissed for the day, I was packing my things and I saw someone’s shoes stop next to me. I raised my head and saw Yongguk standing

there.

         “I’ll walk you home Hyosung.” He simply said. I didn’t even have to reply; I just nodded and finished packing up.

         While we walked together, we talked a lot and I had never been happier. We were getting to know each other; well more like he was getting to know me, but

it was really nice. When we reached my house, he looked around at it, nodded, and said he’d be back in the morning. And with that, he was off.

         When I went in the front door, I couldn’t stop myself from jumping up and down. My mom had to stop me from jumping in fear I would slip and hurt myself

again. I went to bed that night with a smile plastered on my face.

         Over the next few months, he would walk me to and from school, and we became friends. It got to the point where we would sometimes eat lunch together.

I couldn’t believe how positive things had been going, and as graduation drew closer, I couldn’t believe my luck when I found that he and I had passed the

examination for the same university.

         That meant four more years of happiness. Or so I had thought. Yongguk had begun to distance himself from me though, and he had been hanging around

with the same girl who had turned her back on me when I had needed her most. My world seemed to start crashing down. I didn’t wear a smile anymore, how

could I? I thought he was on my side, but he was fraternizing with the enemy.

         I drew into myself completely. I was just a body at school. I didn’t even look up at the back of his head anymore. I just stared down at the books on my

desk, blankly writing in them, barely realizing when one class ended and another started. The walks home alone were the hardest; the other students saw that I

didn’t have Yongguk with me anymore so they chose then to torment me.

         I would cry on the walks every day, but there was nothing I could do, who would stop to help me? The one person who I thought would wasn’t there for me

anymore. My parents started to realize that something wasn’t right with me, and they took me to a variety of doctors. I was given all kinds of lectures, medicines,

and whatever else my parents thought would help me.

         The thing that hurt though was that I couldn’t stop loving Yongguk. Even though all of that was going on. Even though he was the source of this new era of

hurt in my life, I couldn’t get rid of him. Every single day, thoughts of him clawed at my head, they were beginning to consume me. I just needed him back.

         Despite my problems, I was able to graduate, and I did so quietly, not even attending the school for the ceremony. But it turns out that I really should have

gone.

         It was during the ceremony that things became clear.

         Because Yongguk was the top student, he had the chance to say a speech. In his speech, he explained that he knew how I felt about him, and it hurt him

so much to see everyone turn their backs on me. He said that was why he became close to me, to learn more about me and learn more about just how much I

had been hurting. He knew that when he distanced himself from me, he was making a poor choice, but he wanted to teach those who had hurt me a lesson.

         That was why he began to date that girl, that was why he became friends with those people, because it was then, at the ceremony, that he was going to

reveal everything. He told them that they didn’t deserve to even know my name because I was the kindest person they would have ever had the pleasure of

knowing, and they all played a part in my destruction. The key point was when Yongguk said he was going to be part of my repair.

         I had been lying in my bed during the ceremony, and I was constantly looking at the clock, so I knew the ceremony was over when I went downstairs to get

something to drink. My heart stopped when I saw Yongguk sitting on the couch, speaking with my parents. I hid on the stairs and listened to everything. I

remember I just started sobbing because of his words, I was so torn.

         When Yongguk had finished speaking, it was quiet, and I knew everyone could hear my cries. I tried to stop but I just couldn’t. I felt a hand on my shoulder

and I looked up to see Yongguk looking down at me with a face that mirrored my own, and I decided to forgive him. It took quite a while, we had already begun

college by the time I felt comfortable around him again.

         My love for him was still going strong though, and I like to think it was that that made me strong enough to continue on with everything. Even now, as I look

back at my school memories, my happiest moments have always included him. Yes, he was part of my darkest moments as well, but he helped me.

         And it was because of his help that he grew to love me as well. When we were in our second semester of our third year, he asked me to be his girlfriend. I

agreed, albeit hesitantly, but I agreed nonetheless. We would spend the days studying and going to our classes before we would separate at the end of the day to

go home and sleep before starting the process over again.

         He made me so happy, and I seemed to have made him happy as well. During our fourth year, we moved in together, and I can honestly say that was one

of the silliest decisions we had ever made. I’m a neat freak and he’s a bit of a slob. It worked out though, the only thing we ever fought about was whose turn it

was to wash the dishes at the end of the day.

         When it was time for us to graduate from university, we attended the ceremony together. It was such a happy occasion, and it completely made up for the

graduation I had skipped four years prior. After we got our diplomas, we went out to eat with our parents and it was then that I became able to really call him

mine.

         He had proposed to me. It wasn’t elaborate or anything, it was just right. It was just what I needed, and just what he wanted.

         And that’s how we get to where I am today, twirling around in my kitchen, lighting up over the fact that he sent me a text message telling me to have a good

day with my parents while he worked.

         He really is the sun in the sky for me, even after all of those gloomy days.

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A/N: So here is this. I tried. I know it's weird, well for me it is anyway.

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