“Try calling them,” Mino suggested, and then feigned disinterest to the TV. I watched him, my eyebrows knitted together; eyes willing him to look at me, but he wouldn’t turn his false attention away from the screen.

I blew out air audibly then picked up my phone that was on the table. Mino promptly lowered the volume of the TV. I browsed through my contacts and just stared at the name I was aiming for.

Mino faced me, his eyes impatient. He bit his lips playfully before he reached out to press the ‘Call’ button for me.

It started beeping, and the sound would cause Mino anticipation, maybe, but I have long given up on it.

Three long beeps were all we had, and then it was done.

Gone were the attempts to reach my mother’s phone.

“I told you so,” I told Mino, and the disappointment on his face was evident, however my face was blank.

I already expected that the call wouldn’t’ get through. And for some odd reason, I was…okay. It would bother me when I would really think about it but now that I had other things in mind, I was okay.

It was just a matter of choice, wasn’t it? If I didn’t let it worry me then it wouldn’t.

“It’s okay, really,” I said and I reached for the remote control and raised the volume back up.

Mino smiled at me, and he nodded before he turned to the screen. Meanwhile, I was trying to think inwardly, and my fingers hovered above the letters on my phone, trying to summon words that just wouldn’t come.

Oh, this homework’s due tomorrow and I haven’t done .

I can’t spell the word everyone knows
for at this day and age,
my mind is nothing but weight
and my heart is a place still unexplored

I can’t spell the word everyone knows
because I’d walk this path a hundred times
and never go for the other one
I’m safe like that

I can’t spell the word everyone knows
for I know nothing red,
and my world is just a black paint
that never lets me go

I can’t spell the word everyone knows
and I can’t talk about
what I haven’t experienced:
LO>E

You won’t be able to spell a word you haven’t encountered.

And my eyelids were heavy from sleeping late and getting up early so that I could finish that damn homework.

It was strange, because I loved Mr. Dong’s classes yet all I wanted was to go ho