"Wow Mari," Johnny breathed after we had finished kissing. "Have you done this before?" 

"No," I whispered.

"I'm one lucky guy."

I shrugged and looked over at Hansol and Nina's table only to see Hansol leaving and Nina desperately trying to stop him from leaving. Hansol slammed the door closed and angrily marched out. 

"Who was that?" Johnny asked.

I shrugged nonchalantly, continuing to eat my almost-melted ice cream. 

I continued to date Johnny through my freshman and sophomore years. Thankfully, Johnny and his crew, besides Hansol, took care of me really well, and I remained safe from the crazy girls. I think I started to like Johnny, but every time I saw Hansol, bitter feelings returned. Now it was in the middle of my junior year, prom season.