I walked home disappointed again but I was looking forward to tomorrow. Tomorrow would be the day I make Jongin talk to me. I completed my school work and rest for awhile. To think carefully, before I sleep, dreaming of what is to come tomorrow. Jongin looking my way as I approach him. Listening to my every word of how wrong I felt, how foolish I was to leave such a good friend. Nodding thoughtfully at my repentance.
Slowly accepting my dearest apologies and gratitude. Smiling thoughtfully at my actions of how I am indebted to many of people. And he was one of them. I offered my hand for a handshake as a sign of peacemaker and that we can be friends again. Jongin took it willingly and was relieved that he found his long lost friend. And that was when my alarm rang.
I groaned at the sudden noise that woke me up. I panicked as I searched for my phone, thinking that its too early to wake mom up. Unfortunately, I was running slightly late and mom is already at work. I took a shower quickly, put my uniform on and ran to school. This day started on the wrong track. I sighed as I reached school almost on time before the assembly started.
I was panting and sweating a little as I reach school. Much to my surprise, Jongin was right behind me. The bell rang and I started to panic watching Jongin calmly walking. I huffed as I grabbed his wrist and started rushing towards class.
"If you don't want to be late, you better move quickly next time." I said as we entered the class.
I didn't wait for his response. I just bowed to our teacher before going to my seat.