Wayo POV.
Sushi or grilled meat?
I asked myself this question again and again; it has been spinning in my head for several hours. Yes, I already promised P'Fort, and he called to let me know where he would be waiting for me, but in P'Pha's case, he offered to eat with him. That puts him in the first place, and I should talk to him again.
But this could be our first date... Although, of course, it's strange that I don't have the right to vote at all. Why does P'Pha want me to go eat sushi with him?
Does he like me?
Oh sure! Even though he bought me strawberry milk several times, that doesn't mean anything. Maybe it's because of the words that he often throws at me or because he treats me the same way he treats everyone else.
I have been asking all these questions since the very beginning of the preparation for the "Star and Moon of the University" competition, and, in the end, I made the only right decision-not to eat sushi with Pha. After all, everything will be easier than ever if he does not get the highest score on the exam. The success rate is impossible.
Although... do you know the word "God"? Well, here he is! He is Pha. He can do anything. So what should I say, Pha? Even if I'm only slightly upset, I still feel like jumping into the pond behind the dorm and just disappearing.
I sigh loudly, and the one who heard my disappointed sigh is my best friend.
"What? Wondering where to get a sharper knife? " Ming sits next to me, cross-legged, and acts so carefree, as if at home. By the time the rehearsal ends, it's already evening.
"Why do I need a knife?" I sit and study, trying my best to show myself as a diligent student. Is that bad?
"What do you mean, why? To cut meat." Ming says his face is set in stone. Was this a joke now?
"Listen, go joke somewhere else. Let your embarrassment be as such, but sometimes you need to control yourself."
"I just wanted you to calm down."
"I'm not that stressed." The biggest lie of my life: God, please don't be angry with me. I just decided to lie once.
"Are you sure? But you seem to be thinking about one moon, then another."
" You! What? "
"Do as your heart tells you. That's all. It's easier that way."
"I cannot." I do not want to agree with him. I've already decided to go with P'Fort.
"What's in him? Why is my friend so interested in him?"
"He is good. If not for him, I would not be sitting here and waiting for the continuation of the dance rehearsal." Ming is silent, expressively looking at me. "He is strange. He dresses like a bandit but is quite wise. So cool. "
"Yo, my dear friend..." Ming seems to break down.
'What?"
"Don't be a playboy."
"Ming!" I reach out to hit him on the head, but he manages to dodge.
