“Hyung, why do you think she’s crying?”

“Because she’s sad?”

“About what?”

“I don’t know. I don’t even know her.”

“But she’s beautiful isn’t she?”

“Uhh, sure.”

“Hyung, you guys go on without me.” He opened the car door. “I’ll call you guys

later.” He closed the door to the black car with tinted windows.

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By now I had ran to the back of the gas station—where all the dumpsters were—while I crouched over with my head buried in my knees. I heard footsteps coming to me, who? About to lift my head up to see whose footsteps they belonged to, the person pushed my head back down before I could get a glimpse.

“It’s okay.” The man said as he squatted in front of me. He pulled me towards him, my head against his shoulder, and his arms around me. He felt very warm—a familiar feeling. His cologne was drew me into him, an aroma of the ocean.

My hand lifted itself from my side and ran through his hair.

“Oppa,” I said with a faint voice.

He slowly pulled away. “We’re at that stage already?” I brought myself to look at him, and to find that he was not the man I had expected. I shoved him back. His head would have hit the ground hard, but he had fast reflexes so his hands kept him from the hit. I began to blush.

“Wh—what’re you doing here??”

“Well, I saw you run out of the gas station crying so I was just wondering about what could have happened.”

“Pabo! Don’t ever do that again!”

“Yahh! My name isn’t pabo! It’s Chen!”

“I don’t care what your name is!”

“Then why’d you call me oppa??”

“I—I thought you were someone else…” I got up from the ground and walked away.

Someone else? He thought. “Wait! We still have to go eat lunch together!”

“Well then I’ll have to pass this time.”

I can’t believe she just left. Chen thought as he placed his head against the wall.

The noise of footsteps crept closer.

“Yahh!” His head twisted around “You payin’ right??”

“Yaeh!!” He threw me a massive smile.