"You are melting the coldness of his heart, Gim Mi!"
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Time had passed since Miyoung didn't set a food in South Korea. It had been almost a year or so, after the terrible tragedy that touched her dear friend. She tried to forget everything, not ab...
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Miyoung was talking with Jukyung, Sua and Sujin. They were in sport class, playing handball. As her friends were discussing, Miyoung was discreetly looking aside, watching Suho playing handball. He seemed to be good at any kind of sport. As Miyoung watched catching a ball and then threw it back, the memory of the night before flashed into her mind. She saw herself again in Suho's arms. Her lips curled up into a soft smile. Miyoung felt so good in his arms. Warm, secured, peaceful, at ease.
But she was brought back to reality when her eyes met Suho's. Miyoung quickly looked away, her cheeks red. She was so embarrassed to have been caught stating again. Miyoung tried to focus on her friends, but her heart wouldn't stop racing. Her mind was filled only with Suho.
"Divine Suho is back on the team!" Miyoung heard Taehoon shouted.
"What? Suho will play?" Hyunkyu asked, horrified.
"What are they talking about?" Miyoung whisper-asked Jukyung.
"The basketball game for the festival," Jukyung said. Miyoung nodded.
The model turned toward Suho. She had heard he quit basketball the year before. She was surprised he was back to it again.
Suho wasn't fazed and just threw the ball back to the opponents.
"Who will stand a chance against that talent?" Hyunkyu complained. He turned, desperate, and his eyes caught sight of Seojun who was sat on the floor. "Seojun, you're quite good at basketball, right?"
"What? Why?" He smirked. He had something in mind. "Does it seem that way?"
"Yes," Hyunkyu nodded.
"I'm the bomb," Soejun's bragged.
"Right. Of course, you are. Then why not join us to play against varsity in a match during the school festival?" Hyunkyu asked.
"I have to ask Gim Miyoung first," he smirked, looking at her. The latter only rolled her eyes. She was hoping he would have forgotten. Looked like she was wrong. "She's the only one O listen to these days,"
Miyoung ignored their classmates' oos and threw the ball to Seojun, irritated. Sua, Jukyung and Sujin laughed as Seojun dodged the ball. He seemed about to say something but seemed remembered he was supposed to listen to her every wish.
He stood up.
"Gim Miyoung, would you like to see me play basketball?" Seojun smirked.
"What if I tell you I want you to lose the game?" She asked a serious look on. She loved Seojun dearly. He was her best friend. But she had enough of his game. If she annoyed him enough with his own game, maybe he would stop.
"What?" Both Seojun and Hyunkyu exclaimed.
"I don't want to see you play at all,"
"Not at all?" Seojun repeated, taken aback. Miyoung shook her head left to right.
