How your voice sounds. Have I mentioned how I always stare at you whenever you talk to me or to other people? I might have. You even scold me for not paying attention when in fact; I have been paying full attention. (To your voice, not to your words . . .)  Your voice that sounds so calm – that makes me calm; your voice that can make my mood better with just one “Hello,”

I remember when I got into a fight and had to be sent to the school’s infirmary because of the beatings I’ve received. (I beat the other two up more badly, of course. Pfft.)

The nurse handed over an icepack for my head because I hit it hard on the wall when I got tackled. I was still shaking with anger, feeling like I want to hit something – someone. Those two bastards that were bullying you.

“Heechul-ah,”

I immediately got on my feet, still holding the icepack on my head as I stare at you. You looked like you were on the verge of tears. I don’t know why - because I was the one who got beat up – but you were. Ah, I still remember my fast heartbeats when I saw your worried look.

“I can’t believe you got into a fight! What’s with you?” you asked, “two against one? Are you serious, Kim Heechul? Be thankful that you only had a few bruises or else . . . “

“Or else, what?” I asked.  My anger was gone.

“Or else I would’ve beaten them up more right now.”

A chuckle left my lips, shaking my head. “You’re such an idiot, Park Jungsoo.”

And up ‘till now I could still remember the confused look you gave me.