Seoul, 3 years ago..

It's the end of our high school year. I don't want it to end, yet. I haven't get the chance.

Well, blame me. Blame all the hectic schedule I got because of the senior year. Blame the dance and singing competition that took half of my time. Blame all the course my parents ask me to take. But, blame me because I'm not that brave, not brave enough to confess to you.

I should just came to you, and asked you if I could have a conversation privately. Telling you that I really love you so much. How you got my full attention, how my eyes just rest on you by itself. How I always think about you everyday.

But, blame this young man who were afraid to tell what he feels. Yes, blame me

Blame me cause I keep annoying you.

Blame me because the hateness that grows on you to me.

Now what I should do? I'll travel to New York tomorrow for college, and what? I didn't even have a chance to hold your hands or hug you.. Well, I let that chance slip away from my hand tho'

Now, I should leave my feelings behind?

I guess... I have to