• DARA'S POV •

 

By Friday night, I was getting exhausted by the mundane path the week had taken. Work, cheering, sleep. Work, cheering, sleep. Work, cheering, sleep. It seemed as though the only thing that interrupted the monotonous routine, was Chaerin . Something I could never do anything about.

 

I called up Taeyeon after school because the two of us had had a rough week and it was usually on me to make it better. We'd made plans earlier in the week to go out tonight, but hadn't talked about it since. The first time, she didn't answer. The second time, she said she had to call me back. When finally she did, I asked her if she still wanted to go out, and she told me she couldn't. She had a meeting for work, she said. It's not that I was upset, as much as I felt rejected. Taeyeon had been driving me crazy anyhow, and one Friday night without her could only do me good. But for some reason it gave me pause that she wouldn't see me, after all we'd done for five days was argue.

 

I was still in my classroom, alone, when we finished the phone call. "Okay," I'd said, nondescriptly. "I'll talk to you later then, I guess."

 

"Okay," she'd replied flatly. "Bye."

 

"I love you," I tried.

 

"Mhm," she said. "You too."

 

Then she hung up. I sighed, head in my hands, though no one could see me.

 

There was a knock at my door, minutes later. I found myself hoping that maybe for some reason, it was Chaerin , but it wasn't. <