Naeun stands still. Her leg almost gave up as soon as she listens to the word 'confession'. Who on earth would make a joke on something as big as that? She shook her head, turning the focus on the guy in front of her. 

  "There must be a mistake, sunbaenim. It wasn't me. I've told you, it is not me."   Kai was still closing his eyes, massaging his temple. He slowly opens them as he heard the desperation in the girl's voice.   "I mean, I like you. But not in that kind of romantic way. I like you like... Urgh... How do I put this? Well, I like you like like you a lot but... Not to the point of writing you a love letter. It was a mere understanding and my feeling for you was not more than a respect, sunbaenim."   Kai looks away as Naeun's starts explaining herself as if there was no tomorrow for her.    "Sunbaenim?"    Naeun stills want to try her best to untangle the mystery behind the anonymous letter.   "Yes. I'm listening."  "So?"   Kai sighs for how many times he wouldn't know, portraying the disappointment that chained him.    He put a a blue envelope on the table near to the place Naeun was standing. Naeun was hesitant a first but she realises that she had to do anything in order to proves her innocent. She slowly opened the letter and a strong scent that she believes a smell from a perfumes comes from it. 'Ok. This is certainly not something that I would do.' She thought. She looks closely, each and every inch of the letter... And, that is when something comes to her mind. Kai was right. This is her letter. Not to say that this is her confession but this is definitely her letter. Her writing, her signature and even the piece of paper was hers. Except from the perfume part, everything was done by her. It all starts due to the pathetic little Jiyoung that was begging and crying for Naeun instead to write a confession letter to Kai as she was too afraid to write it by herself. 'I can't believe she actually put this letter in his locker. Oh god. What more could have been worse?'    And, that is when something that she hopes not to the happen the most actually occurred in front of her. It first starts with a squeak and the door of the room open slowly, revealing the one who was behind the door. The figure was smiling brightly, clapping in amusement.    "Wow. What happen?"    And in that particular moment, Naeun swears her heart stops beating for almost 2 second, her breaths cease and her leg almost gave up on her. Again. It was the second on a day and that is certainly not right. She wants to run as fast as she can but she could not. She could not even move even an inch from the place as Sehun walks in, approaching them.    "Waddap hyung!"    Sehun tries to fist bump with Kai as usual but the latter dodge away and as if annoyed by his appearance. He then quickly change his focus to Naeun.    "Naeun-ah. Annyong." He cheekily smiles.    'Ah... What a sight.' Naeun whispers to herself. She quickly fix her voice as it feels like something was obstructing her vocal cords since the starts of the incident.    "Hi, sunbae." "Yah. How many times I have to tell you not to call me sunbae? We're in the same age, right?" "But, you're still my sunbae and I should call you sunbae. It is so not polite of me if I call you by your name sunbae." "Call me oppa then. It's better."   And that earns him a smack from Kai.    "I've told you before not to talk like that to juniors, right? Now listen Kim Naeun. I shall make my way first and I 'm supposed to see you by the basketball court by 5. Are we in the same boat now?"  "Yes. Yes we are sunbaenim. 5 o'clock at basketball court. I shall be there." She quickly answered the boy.   Kai exits the room as he finished his words. In the exact moment, Naeun was just near to fall on her own knees before she manages to hold on the table in front of her. She was trying to balance herself when she realises the 'inspiration' was just an inch from her face. She blinks a few times, processing the situation in her head.   "Sehun sunbae!" She cried.   S