“Thanks Mr. Choi,” he turned with a sweet smile and flirtatious wink. “Same time tomorrow?”

Before any reply could be uttered, the young playboy left. Minho took a deep breath to calm himself as he ran his calloused hands through his hair and thought back on what he had just done.

Too bad for him, that childish vixen's sweet aroma filled the classroom.

~

“I think I can spare a few minutes,” Jinki murmured, fighting the hope blooming in his heart as he pretended to squint at his silver wristwatch.

“I've got to get home, my cat must be dying of hunger...” Before Jinki could retort, she ran out the door. Sparing him no lingering glance.

Psh.

Rubbing his face with an unsteady hand, Jinki grinned, but the sadness was still apparent.

He peeked out the blinds to find a flustered Jessica running through the courtyard. Away from him.

Instead of sobbing like his heart yearned to, he chuckled.

It was no happy chuckle, on the contrary, it was one filled with grief and embarrassment.

“But,” Jinki shook his head, dropping his gaze from his retreating girlfriend. “You don't have a cat.”

~

He didn't want to leave. He honestly didn't, but he understood the consequences of going against what had already been decided for him.

The only thing Jonghyun could do was kiss the forehead of the one he truly cared for before heading out of the apartment.

Yet he heard those murmured words right before shutting the door.

“He left me,” Kibum whispered, his voice devoid of the emotions he felt like showing.

What hurt Jonghyun the most was the fact that his statement had been just that – a statement. Not a confused question or appalled yelp, but a sentence spoken as truth.

Oh, how he wished that it was a lie.