Rest of the day, Jino tried to distract me from looking or thinking about Minho and IU, which failed miserably because every one knows about JiHo now. Yep, word spreads that fast. After school I walked to my house alone. It feels weird without Minho by my side. In my house, I lay on my bed; gazing at a picture of Minho and I. How did we end up here? How are we not together? I shifted to my side, forcing my eyes to close because tears threaten to spill over. I’m alone, all alone. Then Jino popped into my mind. I suddenly grabbed my phone without thinking about what was I doing. Jino answered his phone on the third ring.

            “Hello?”

            “Uh, hi. It’s Krystal.”

            “Hey, what’s up?”

            “Nothing much.”

            “Are you sure? I think you wouldn’t call unless you have something to say.”

            “Well, uh, I was wondering if,” I said carefully. “If that offer you gave me is still, um, in effect?”

            “What offer?” I was flabbergasted that Jino would forget.

            “You know, about us, uh, going on…” I heard Jino laughing and I realized that he didn’t forget. “Yah! You shouldn’t tease me!”

            “Can you make space in your heart for someone else?” Jino said, ignoring what I said. I thought about it. Can I make space? I closed my eyes and took a breath in. when I let it go, I felt my heart ache. I don’t think I could get over Minho. I don’t think I want anyone to replace him, but I think I can open my heart to a new friend. I answered,

            “Maybe.” Jino was quiet for a little while then he answered,

            “Alright, that’s good enough for me.” I imagine that crooked smile of his. “You can come over my house, so, I’ll text you the address. I’ll see you when you get here.” He hung up the phone. I started to worry about how I’m going to get to his house when I got a text from him. I opened it and checked out the address. Jino’s address sound familiar then I realized that the street name was behind my street. I texted Jino that I will be there in a few minutes. I when up stairs to find something to wear. Before I went into my room, I glanced at my sister’s room door, wondering if she’s inside. In my room, I tried to find something to wear. I want to wear something dress-down but, it’s still a date, so, I should dress-up. I let out a sigh then an idea come to me. I opened my room door to peak at my sister door. I exit my room to open her room door and sneak my head inside. I eyes instantly glued to her close door. I tip-toe deeper into her room. As my hand wrapped around the knob, I felt sweat break across my forehead and underarms. I hate sweating, so, I need to do this quick. I flung open the closet door and started to rummage around for anything that c