Jonghyun POV:

Key didn't come to class anymore. He stopped for about a week. But when he came back, he was silent and he stopped talking to me.

How the hell were we going to the project?

But I didn't care about the project anymore. I mean really? All that was in my mind was Key. And how he left me, even since childhood.

Yeah, I knew who he was. I finally figured out, after all this time.

Last night, I was so angry at myself when he left. I thought to myself, "Why didn't I know this the whole time?" He was Kim Kibum, the guy I fell in love with when we were kids, and here he was, once again. 

I mean, how wouldn't I know from the moment I saw his eyes? 

I didn't know how to feel after that. Was I supposed to hate him now? Was I supposed to pretend like nothing?

ow are you supposed to face the past that kept catching up to you?

Key POV:

I didn't wanna go to class at the time after that event. I felt like I did something wrong again. So, I tried to ignore it. But then I realized that I had to go to class. So I came back.

But Jonghyun didn't talk to me. I didn't talk to him. It was almost like nothing happened.

Almost.

But I didn't know what to do. Was I supposed to ask him what was wrong? Should we continue the whole going to each other's dorm for the project? I didn't know what to do,

A week and 2 days have passed, and we haven't even done anything for the project. 

Like I said, I'm real serious about art. 

"Jonghyun," I nudged him during the end of class, "I think we should start doing the art project. We have 2 more weeks, and Prof. said not to procrastinate." But Jonghyun glared at me, "You should do it yourself." 

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, I mean, you're more dedicated to the project anyways."

"But it's your grade, dude."

Jonghyun got up from his chair. "No." 

And he left.