Kim MyungSoo was an airhead, especially if something caught her interest, like - right now - DongWoo and SungYeol. Like every airhead, she was completely obvious to anything happening around her and even oblivious to how nervous SungJong was in one lunch in particular.

Maybe if MyungSoo had her head in the real world instead of the clouds, maybe, just maybe, she would know there was a confession on her way. But in the end, she was caught by surprise when the other took her hands and looked at her in the eyes.

"I like you. MyungSoo-ah... I really, really like you." SungJong said convinced, feeling the weight on his shoulders get lighter.

However, while SungJong had days to prepare himself, MyungSoo didn't. She was lost, not knowing what to answer, only staring at him. She knew she didn't like him, he was only her friend, but how do you say this? How do you reject a loved one without hurting him? And what happen later? Do you keep being friends?

Now she understood why SungYeol was so afraid of confessing to DongWoo.

"I... SungJong..." She took a deep breath, feeling better for noticing how nervous he was waiting for an answer. "I'm sorry."

She released her hands from his. "I only like you as a friend, I'm sorry." She decided to stare a