Sungyeol collided his sturdy frame with Sungjong’s delicate one, his arms wrapped around the other’s shoulders. Sungjong stood there stiffly, not moving for a moment with widened eyes, slightly opened lips and bright red cheeks. He finally came back to senses and tried to push away but Sungyeol tightened his hold. Not knowing what to do, he stayed put, his hands hanging on both side of his body. He looked to his left to see Sungyeol so peaceful.

I quickly walked into the classroom and took my seat. I placed my cheek on the table and closed my eyes. Defying my will, my mind replayed the loving embrace a couple of time, which made my soul wretched. From that moment, I learned that Sungyeol had feelings for Sungjong. Sungjong, probably, likes him too. Who wouldn’t like a person like him? Just saying it made my breathing pace slow down.