Let Me Love You

[1]

A calm breeze at the start of spring. Everyone chattering and gossiping away, as they moved quickly towards their respective departments and classes. Teachers, students, administrators, everyone is hurrying as the school bell tolls.

"Aww, it's so nice seeing you again, oppa!"

"Oppa, can we hang out later? Just you and me?"

"Hey, stop it. Wooyoung-oppa, you promised that you're going with me today at the library, right?"

Wooyoung just stood there, flustered, scratching his head. In good timing, Yeosang and Jongho pushed him immediately saying that they're late for class, and to stop talking to girls who are his junior.

Jung Wooyoung, 24 years old, will be graduating by the end of February. He wanted to take a medical course but his parents could not afford the tuition fee and he wasn't exactly the type to be granted a scholarship, hence he took Marketing Management.

"Well, you're really good with numbers and logic anyway," Yeosang told him during his first day at the university.

"Nah, you just don't wanna be alone with Jongho, 'cause you like each other so much," Wooyoung replied with a tease.

Now, they are at their last semester, and they can go off in a month's time. The thing is that, they were strictly asked to attend a subject every Thursday and Friday at 1-4pm. It was an English as a Second Language program. It was a minor optional subject, but essential to those who wants to pursue a career abroad. For fun, Wooyoung enlisted himself, thinking that Yeosang and Jongho would also enlist.

"WHY DID YOU NOT?!"

"Eh," Jongho looked up, "Because I don't need it? I mean, I came from an international school, so I already know basic English."

"AND YOU?!"

"I'm not going abroad. You know that."

Wooyoung then cursed the both of them, but he had no choice, as his name was already included in the class list. He even paid for it, and he knew that there's a 'no refund' policy.

"Tomorrow is the start of the ESL program, so I will be late."

"Okay, then," Yeosang said, "We will be at MATZ's café."

"Sure. Oh by the way, I'm meeting up with you-know-who."

"Make sure that he's doing okay. He looks like he hasn't eaten a lot ever since their thesis defense."

Wooyoung laughed.

He knew those remarks by Yeosang and Jongho are nice but meaningless. He never trust what they say, as he never like reassurance nor compliments. It gave him a sense of doubt. He knew they mean well, but that doubt crept in like shudder on your back. Maybe that is why he never complains, even if he thinks that his partner was off.

His partner.

There he was.

"How was your first day?"

"So far, it's doing well," Wooyoung exclaimed, "I have at least eight subjects, counting that ESL program shit."

"Hahaha, I told you, don't enlist there."

"I thought you would be there, too!"

"And why would I be enlisting my name there?"

"Because... I am there?"

"That's too ambitious now, ain't it?"

Wooyoung smiled, but those words resonated how he was correct with every hunch and sense of distrust he has with his partner.