I rubbed my tear filled eyes to see who it was. The moment the tall handsome figure neared me, I recognised him.

After making me wait for eternity Mr. Prince is here now.

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for?" I asked him pulling myself together. I was waiting for a cheery birthday wish with a lots of apology. What I got instead took me off gaurd. Did he, the freakin' prince Minho just shrugged of my question?! I became furious but it didn't take too long for my anger to be shifted into a weird mixture of both worries and sadness. It clouded my mind like prison bars.

Cold sweats ran down my neck. It's early winter! There's no way of sweating cause it's damn chilly!

OH! I know the reason-

He's ignoring me!?!

And. . . . . . I'm scared to death of facing the cruel reality.

He stood at my left leaning ahead supporting his body wieght by placing his folded arms on the railling bar.

I watched him carefully. Some of his black shiny hairs fell upon his left eye in the process. He lazily brushed them back in plce tilttling his head a bit to the right. . . .gaze locked on the foggy river water.

So. . . . . . . Handsome!

So handsome unlike the time he did that "shrugged off" thing. He was acting like he has no worry in this damn world. So. . .unlike his real nature- at least that's what I know.

It has already been quite some times and yet. . .he hasn't said a word. I was dying from nervousness.