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"Eat up, my dear Miryeong." My brother prepare me an egg soup for breakfast.

"Itadakimasu~" I guess I am too comfortable using Japanese language since I take that subject as my additional subject in school.

When mommy is still alive, she always cook us egg soup for breakfast because it is my favourite food. Everytime I were having a bad time, a bowl of egg soup can comfort me.

Now, I lived with my brother, everything were going super smooth. Even though sometimes we kinda have some financial crisis, but at the end we survive.

Both of our studies are sponsored by Seoul National University Scholarship. That's because we both are in the sport major.

I am a handball player and my brother is a figure skater. Sunghoon will be our school's representative in South Korea Figure Skating Championship. And I was in the South Korea woman's national handball team.

Both of us, mostly spend our times on practicing and work hard to get on the national team.

"Let's peactice really hard today, Sunghoon."

After finishing up my meals, I clean up the table and get ready to go to school.

My schedule today was only practice stamina during the morning and at the evening I have intercollege handball competition.

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"Miryeong, Riki call you at the rooftop." As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I was approached by this girl.

I look up to Sunghoon, and he just nodded his head saying that he want me to go to find Riki.

At the rooftop, I saw a tall figure waiting for me. I walked toward him.

"Riki, I'm here." After hearing me speaking, he turn his head and body toward my direction.

"Did you really mean what you said yesterday?" He suddenly asking me that difficult question.

Of course I meant it. If not, why would I even bother confessing to him. It's not like love can be a joke. Not for me though.

"Yes. I meant it. Why?" Every sentence, I try to minimize my word.

"Huh, I know that is not what you truly feel, Miryeong-ssi. But, I guess we can be friends though." He extend his hand, want me to shake my hand with him.

How dare I want to try to be friend with him. I like him, for quite a long time already. How can he said that we can be friend.

He's not even the same age as me. He's one year younger, and I meet him during my second year of highschool. And this year is already my last year before entering university. It's been 2 years already that I like him.

He never knew it, cause he always busy with his study. He is suprising a really intelligent student, and he take science major.

Probably want to be doctor or engineer. But can't he at least even look at my effort when confessing with him?

"Sorry, Riki. But as you already know, I can't be friend with the person I like." I just left him there.

I can't even think about being friend with him. He's such a meanie.

After leaving him, I directly go to the handball court to practice. It need to be done before 10.00 am.

"Miryeong, you'll play pivot this afternoon." My senior, Yunjin told me to play centre.

My official position in handball is fourty-five, but today, our captain who supposed to be pivot have meeting with the upper person. Thus, I will replace him by playing the pivot position.

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