“What?” I turned my head and wishing that I heard her right.

“I said I heard some news about her.” Jin Ae repeated.

“What news? Is she okay? Where is she? What does she do?” I kept asking so many questions. Dang Yixing, I thought you don’t care anymore.

“Whoa! Calm down! Calm down! I’m not an information desk you know?” Jin Ae said, surprised on Lay’s questions.

“Please. I’m begging you. Tell me.” You can see the sad emotions on Lay’s eyes.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, is it okay to you if it is bad news or good news?”

“Whatever it is, I’m willing to listen. So please do tell me.” Lay sounds like begging.

“Sandara Park did plastic surgery.”

Wait. What? Did I hear it right? That statement did not answer my questions. In fact, it raises more.

“Where did you hear it?”

“From your classmates, I’m not sure if it is true but they said it is. Do you have any clue why she did it?” she asked but her question is the same on what I’m saying to myself right now. Why did she do it?

“Yah! Why are you being sad again? I don’t want you to be sad okay? Don’t worry, when I heard some news again. I will tell it you as fast as I can.” She smiled.

“Okay.” He forlornly said then leaves her dumbfounded there not even muttering a ‘thank you’ for sharing that news on him.

“Why he cares for that nerd so much?” Jin Ae balled her fist.

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“Gotcha!” I caught the string of the balloon before it floats in the air and made this poor boy cry.

“Here.” I smile