I put my rose into a tall mug that I keep in my room and fill it with water. After setting it on my desk I admire it for a moment. I like this one. It’s got personality. Or maybe it doesn’t. Maybe it’s just because it’s my first rose from Seunghyun that I seem to think it glows. I can’t help but smile as I pick up a chocolate and pop it into my mouth. Somehow, I don’t think the day could get much better despite Chandler showing up and trying to force his tongue down my throat (as if I ever enjoyed that to begin with) thinking that would win me back.
     What I fail to understand is why he wants me back so badly. When I was with him he would always either be angry, frustrated, or some other adjective that falls under the category of bad feelings, so why in the world would he ever want someone who makes him feel so awful back in his life? Is he an emotional masochist?
     Whatever, that part of my life is over. Nothing he can possibly do can make me ever take him back. Plain and simple. 
     I’ve spent some time alone and I finally have my emotions in control. Seeing Seunghyun the way he acted earlier made me afraid that I was going to pull him into a hug right then and there in front of Chandler and I knew that wouldn't end well and even once we got inside I didn’t want to spend more time than necessary around him. I don’t know what it is but I’m so afraid he is going to give me a heart attack by just existing.
     I’ve always known he was handsome but suddenly everything about him sends me right back to my middle school days of idol worshiping N’sync, and Seunghyun is Justin Timberlake. He speaks and his voice radiates through my body just by saying ‘Hi’. I can’t even look him in the eyes without shivering. 
     It’s been a while now. Seunghyun should be in his room. I open my door and peak my head out. Seunghyun’s no where to be found so I proceed to go do what I was trying to do before Chandler showed up. It’s a long shot by now but I’m hoping I can find my ring out there. 
     I exit the building and scout out the ground around the steps. I can’t remember where we were exactly but we weren’t far from this spot. 
     I get on my knees and try to take a closer look. It’s not that big of a ring anyway. 
     Low and behold I actually find it! He did drop it! I bet he doesn’t even realize I gave it back to him. If he comes back and asks for the ring after he finally gets it through his head that we are over, I’ll just tell him the truth. I gave it back and he lost it because he was drunk. It’s not a lie, and hey-someone more deserving of it found it on the ground where he dropped it. Me.
     I pick it up and brush it off on my skirt and I stand up and make my way back to the apartment.
     When I step inside I’m greeted by the sound of something sizzling in a frying pan. “Do you want brunch?” Seunghyun asks me, poking something in the pan he’s holding. 
     D-do I want brunch?
     D-do I speak English?
     B-brunch?
     My brain stutters to a halt. I. Cant. Function. Around. Him. I almost want to break down into tears at how quickly I’m falling for him.
     “What? You okay Lynnette?” he asks, turning his head to me for a moment while whatever he is cooking continues to fry.
     “I-what are you making?”
     “Omurice.”
     “That sounds…nice,”
     “So, should I make another or do you have plans?” he asks me.
     Decisions, decisions. I’ve never had to debate “brunch” so hard in my life. I go against every fiber in my body and say, “Sure.”
     He turns back to his pan with a smile and flips what he is cooking before he goes back to the fridge and takes out some more eggs. Maybe I’m the same as Chandler. You know, being a masochist and all. Chandler loves being angry, and I love torturing my heart. Sitting here watching him cook shouldn’t squeeze my heart as hard as it is right now. The thing with Seunghyun is that I know I’m not falling for him because he was my “hero”. 
     The moment I knew I had it bad was when he told me I was beautiful.
     That was it. Not when he stood up for me, not when he stood