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Eight songs she sang for me, the one is titled eight, but all I did is to stare at her beautiful face.

And her lips.... Oh, how bad I wanted to kiss it, but it'll only break our friendship.

I looked away to avoid her plump lips, cause if I didn't, I would be craving for more and she'll be helpless.

I'm poor, but my mindset is different. Cause once I came from somewhere I used to do dirty activities to survive from an abusive family.

"Jungwon-ah, are you ok?" I nod.

"Are you disappointed?" I nod.

"Why?" I shrugged.

"You like me, don't you?" I shook my head.

That question almost kill me, but seeing her saddened kills me endlessly.

Why? Why is she sad?

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