February 13. It’s a day before Valentine’s. I’m sure everybody’s busy writing a letter, practicing their lines in confessing and preparing their gifts for their special someone. I’ll admit, I’m one of them.

What should I give him? Chocolates? No, he hates sweets. We’ve been friends for almost 8 years. I should have known what he wants. I think I’ll just confess to him. We always talk about random stuffs, that’s why we feel comfortable with each other. Confessing should be easy for me.

I was quietly sitting on the couch when I heard the door open. I stood up immediately. Then a cute guy entered and ran towards me. He hid himself behind me. I was about to ask his name when girls, holding chocolates and letters, appeared. I’m a bit claustrophobic so it’ll be a problem if they all enter this small space.

“STOP!” I shouted. Luckily, they all did. “W-Why are you here?”

A girl pointed towards the guy behind me. “We want him.”

“I told you to leave those things outside my room,” he said.

“But we want a kiss and a hug from you,” another one said. Then the others started to make noises.

“Wait!” I shouted again. The surrounding’s making me nauseated. “Why don’t you just follow what he said and save your hugs and kisses for tomorrow? It’s not yet Valentine’s after all.”

They seemed to accept my idea. “I think you’re right. Let’s go girls. Let’s leave,” then they all left my room. Ugh! Those people messed up my place.

I sat back on the couch and sighed. I’m feeling better now. “What a day!” I said.

The guy sat beside me and smiled. “Thanks.”

I shook my head. “No problem. It looks like you really need my help. I can also see that being a heartthrob is difficult. But, I’m sorry. I don’t know you.”

“I know. It’s also my first time seeing you. I’m Jungsoo. But you can call me Leeteuk. I’m a sophomore.”

I smiled. “We’re the same. I’m also a sophomore. Jung Ae –imnida.”

“Nice meeting you,” then he stood up. “Mianhae. I disturbed you.”

I also stood up. “As I've said, no problem. It's nice meeting you, too.”

He bowed down. “I’ll leave now,” then he left.

I sighed again. Then the thought of me confessing to my bestfriend made me nervous. Maybe I should sleep now and take a rest. I need to prepare myself for tomorrow.