For the first time ever, I felt quite sad when the last bell rang. I didn’t even notice that all of our subjects were done! My whole day was spent laughing at and with Hangeng. He kept on flirting with me and I just played along. And since he was from China, he couldn’t really say what he wanted to say when it came to recitations. Our professors were confused with his introduction and answers so I had to stand up and be an instant translator for him!

“Hey, why’d you have to stand up too?” he complained during our last subject when he was called to recite.

“Nobody would understand you if I don’t talk!” I exclaimed

“Kim Heechul, sit down” Mr. Kim Kibum said “let the new student speak for himself.”

I reluctantly sat down.

“So, Hangeng, please summarize the essay we read.”

“Yes, sir. The essay was about a lost sock who cried when the dog died during the season of the bathing bald dude and then a brain—“

“Kim Heechul!” Mr. Kibum said again “please stand up and ease our burdens here...”

I confidently stood up with a smirk and translated what Hangeng really meant with his mind-twisting explanations.

After all the classes I left some books in my locker while Hangeng went to the comfort room.

“You’re gorgeous already,” Hangeng suddenly said behind me while I was admiring my precious reflection in my locker “come on, let’s go home.”

“You’re too sweet,” I retorted “but I’m not gorgeous enough to be seen walking down the street with you, sweetie.”

We both laughed when a student walked by and stared at us oddly. We followed that student while flirting with each other. When the student’s face looked like he was about to throw up, we had to restrain a loud laugh. After pestering random people with our inappropriate talk, we decided to just go home.

I went straight to my room, placed my bag at the corner, and then headed to the bathroom. After all my rituals to maintain my prettiness, I automatically reached out to my hair gel… and I almost screamed when I realized that it was empty.

“Sungmin!” I shouted.

At first I felt angry because he promised to buy me hair gel. And then I remembered what happened during Mr. Choi’s subject. The useless anger I had regarding the hair gel slowly turned into burning guilt. His expression when Mr. Choi said that he would spend time in detention. And then the way his face contorted when Kyuhyun winked at him. All of those flashed back in front of my eyes.

Should I call him?

Of course… you have to apologize…

But what if he wouldn’t pick up? It would be embarrassing!

Thinking about pride at a time like this?

I don’t want to be the one who approaches first…

It’s YOUR fault! You should approach and apologize!

I’ll just let it pass. For sure tomorrow things would be back to normal.

Before I could completely fall asleep, I had a long argument with myself. It was a tough argument because I wouldn’t go down even against my own thoughts. In the end I just settled with letting things pass.

The next day, I walked to Sungmin’s house… and to my surprise, he already left. Sungmin went to school without me! Ever since elementary school we always went to school together… so that made me think more about what I did. I must’ve really offended him that much.

“Hey, where’s your cousin?” Hangeng asked when he noticed that I walked alone towards his house.

“He must’ve left early,” I shrugged off like it wasn’t a big deal… but deep inside I felt horrible.

During class, Sungmin went straight to his new seat at the back. He pulled off a poker face and ignored everyone, only speaking when he needed to read something from the board. I really wanted to go over and talk to him… but again, I couldn’t. I’ve always had difficulties in expressing my feelings. I often preferred to just keep them all inside no matter how heavy it already felt.

“Mind if I join you guys for lunch?” someone suddenly spoke behind me while we were eating in the canteen.

I looked back and saw the scaredy kid I met in the bathroom the other day “Sure” I nodded and he happily sat beside me.

“Nice view you got here,” Donghae said while munching off a sandwich.

“What view?” I looked at him and saw that he was staring at the table in front of us. I’ve been staring at that table too… because Sungmin was there. He should’ve been eating lunch by now but he just sat there and looked at his pink lunch box. And then I noticed that a skinny boy who seemed to look like a monkey was sitting beside him. The monkey boy was talking to my cousin intently, but Min just stayed still and ignored him.

“What’s wrong with that boy with the pink bag?” Donghae suddenly said “he’s making the other one look stupid there…”

I slapped Donghae at the back of his head.

“Hey!” he complained “that hurts!”

“That’s my cousin you idiot.”

“Who? That one?” he pointed towards the monkey-looking boy.

“Do I look like I’m related to someone that ugly?” I gave him a cold stare.

“Oh, the one with the pink bag…” Hae nodded. He looked like he wanted to say something more but he just continued on munching as he stared at Sungmin’s new friend.

After class, Hangeng noticed that something was bothering me. I just told him that I’ve been feeling guilty about something. I thought he would just nod and forget about the topic, but then he told me that I should do something to remove that guilt. When I got home, I went straight to the kitchen.

“I’m gonna cook something for that chubby cow,” I excitedly said “I’m sure he’s feeling hungry after skipping lunch earlier!”

When I opened the fridge to find something good to cook, I suddenly realized something.

“Wait… I don’t know how to cook.”

I spent hours in the kitchen, trying to make something edible. I already wasted so many food but I didn’t stop. It’s the thought that counts anyway.

After a few minutes, I finally dragged myself to Sungmin’s house. When I went up to his room, I found him there on the bed looking frail and tired. I pressed the back of my hand on his forehead and I shook my head when I realized he had fever. That must’ve been the reason why he didn’t eat lunch earlier and he was extremely quiet. I didn’t want to wake him up so I just left the burnt and semi-edible ramen that I cooked on his desk. I scribbled a little note on one of his pink papers:

I’ll be a little less evil from now

Just talk to me again you chubby cow

As I was quietly leaving his room, someone bumped me.

“Oh, I didn’t notice you’re there,” a tall boy said as he helped me get up.

“Kyuhyun? What the hell are you doing here?”

“I came to apologize to Sungmin and give him this pumpkin pie!”

This chapter is dedicated for Pumpkinita... because there was a time last week when we didn't talk to each other for days. Honestly it felt like a month for me and it was a horrible feeling. It was my fault and I didn't know how to apologize. I hope I still captured Heenim's attitude in this chapter. It feels great that we're okay now ^__^

Just to give you an insight, all the odd numbered chapters were written by PUMPKINITA and the even numbered ones are mine (FAIRYTALEXUNTOLD)... I'm more comfortable in writing my parts in Heenim's point of view... and I always do it using my own concepts and attitude. I hope I gave justice to him :D haha COMMENTS and VIOLENT REACTIONS...... are appreciated (depends on how many exclamation points you type) :D