For You- Lee Know x oc

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And then I stood there, seeing him turn around before he got on his bicycle. He seemed scared.

I was scared too, but would it be a valid reason to run away from what I feared?

Him running away from his fears just hurt me, because I don't know what he feared. Does he fear the idea of facing me and telling me he didn't want to kiss me, that it was a dumb on the spot decision, just his response to my stupid joke? Was he scared that he would hate me for the fact that I kissed him back?

And I still stood there.

I don't know if I was heartbroken or just very, very confused. Of course it hurt, but I knew we had to talk tomorrow anyway. I had no way of avoiding him ever and if I did we would get sent to the guidance counselor to ask if we were fighting.

I once again reminded myself of the fact that it was Sunday night and I had school tomorrow and instead of standing in a field for some longer I got on my bike and went home.

Quietly, I went to sleep. Or rather, I tried but couldn't.

The whole morning I felt as if I did actually go through a heartbreak.

I walked out of the door, half expecting him to act normal and walk with me to the bus stop, but he just looked at the ground, and it was obvious that he didn't get much sleep either.

The bus ride was better because it was loud and distracting and we didn't have to see each other, but I did have to talk to Momo and Myunghee. It didn't take a genius to spot that we weren't at our best and that it had something to do with each other, so they were firing questions at me until I felt like I wanted to cry.

I hadn't told anybody about my crush on Minho, and telling them what happened and what the problem was would invoke extreme chaos. Imagine, after all their shipping, I told them that I actually like him a lot and we kissed and he ran away? I can't do that.

But the bus ride ended. I thought the lessons were going to be the worst, but it was definitely the breaks.

Everyone noticed us because for once we weren't together.

Halfway through lunch break, which had been excruciatingly embarrassing, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I flinched and turned around to see him. Him, him, him. It's always him.

"We need to talk about what happened yesterday. The whole school is in our business."

He said, not caring about all of our friends standing around us.

"Why did you-?"

"I don't know!" He cut me off, embarrassed that he had lost his temper in front of everyone. I had never seen him angry like this before. Maybe not angry, but rather frustrated.

"I'm sorry. That's why we need to talk. Can we go somewhere more private?"

"We should."

He turned around, barely looking at me and expecting me to follow him. Good thing I always met his expectations.

We got to a spot with nobody around and he stopped and turned around again.

"I was hurt and confused, Minho."

"Look, Sora, I'm sorry I kissed you. I shouldn't have taken your words that seriously. Sorry."

"Why are you sorry about the kiss? Do you really dislike me that much that you're sorry for it? Honestly, it would hurt to believe that."

"No? You just said you were hurt and confused because I kissed you?"

"I was hurt because you ran away, dumb ass. I was hurt because you should've explained. I thought you hated me."