Collision || Lee Know

disappointment

He had cancelled the tutoring classes this week and I couldn't be more upset about it. I was looking forward seeing him, cuddling with him or just having him with me. I reached a point where I thought I was totally whipped for having so much hope in him. But he shut it down all at once. I called him several times, he picked up on my last try.

"Minho"
"Mh," he hummed in response.
"Why did you cancle? And why didn't you pick up?"
"I'm just busy."
"I see... then when do you have time again?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know?..."
"Who is it Minho?" The voice of his mother questioned.
"No one important." My heart felt like it was slowly being smashed. That statement hurt more than it should have.
"Then hang up, they came just for you to Korea." I heard him sigh.
"Who came?" I almost whispered.
"Doesn't matter-" I interrupted him.
"Do you even share stuff with me?" He turned quiet at the sudden accusation.
"What's wrong? What did I do to make you act this way towards me? You wanted me, there you have it now and now you don't anymore or what..."
"What are you talking about?" He quietly questioned.
"Don't act dumb. You didn't even eat with me yesterday. You hugged me once, but it felt forced. I get that you are busy and I understand that, but even a nice act in school or a text would be enough. What do you date me for?" I was more upset than I thought I'd be.
"Minho, they arrived. Please turn your phone off." I heard on the other line.
"I'm sorry... really," he hung up.

I sat there for a moment, not moving before I threw my phone across the room, groaning. "I hate him. Really, why does he have to be like that? What exactly is he sorry for... I don't understand him!" It was all fine at the weekend. What happened??

"What was that?" Min-joon entered. "Nothing," I mumbled. "Is everything okay? What did he do? Why do you hate him?" Him exactly repeating the topics threw me off guard. "The walls ain't sound proof you know...so do you want advice, you know I'm a boy too." I weirdly looked him up and down. "Even I can't understand him. How will you?" He sat down beside me. "I'm a genius." So full of himself. "Yeah, that's why your grades are so good." He was trying to stay calm at all costs. "Okay okay sorry... well it's just that he confuses me. He wanted me so badly. I first couldn't even believe him and once I did, he now acts ignorant or somehow strange...Like he suddenly lost feelings or is annoyed, but on the other hand by looking into his eyes, it looks like he hates how he's treating me at the moment." He clapped his hands together. "Come on, it's so obvious. He's trying to break up with you in order so you can be happy." I immediately frowned, looking confused. "He isn't the type to do that. He's selfish when it's about his feelings", "see? You can't read boys at all." I shook my head at his statement. "You don't know him...", "I met him and he seems nice and like he, well I hate to say that, really likes you. He looks bad at acting if he really wanted to act, if that's what you think. Talk with him, huh?"

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I need to test him. I won't just go along with him acting that way. It annoys me and makes me look stupid.
I spotted him at his locker, so I slowly approached him. "Minho?" He turned his head shortly to me. "Hi," he greeted. "Kiss me." He stopped moving for a moment, closing his locker. "What?" He switched in between my eyes. "Do it, kiss me. You haven't kissed me since days." He blinked several times, swallowing before his eyes met with my lips. "Not now, I'm busy." I pulled him back. "Am I not being put first? Is a kiss taking time away?" I questioned. "Listen -" I cut him off, by pulling his collar down to connect our lips. I've missed this, but it didn't feel as usual... It felt one-sided. He didn't back away, but didn't put any motivation neither passion into it. I felt his hands grab my shoulders before he slowly pulled me away. He faced the side, poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Can't he even keep eye contact? Is it too hard to look at me? "Taerim, I told you I'm busy. Can't you see that?" He quietly spoke, letting me go in order to leave. It didn't feel like he was talking to me... like he was talking with a person he truly can't stand. Like I was just one of them girls who wouldn't get enough of him, but he never really liked at all.