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"S-shua," I gulped as I held his hand for a second and pulled him from the crowd. I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest as I led him to the school's backyard.

"Hmm?" he flashed me a smile. My best friend looked at me like an innocent pup and it made me a hundred thousand times more nervous.

"Can I ask you something?" I said, my chest started feeling hot and getting heavy. Joshua Hong nodded and I let out a deep breath.

"W-what if, what if I like you?" I tightened my grip on my diploma tube.

"Huh?" he giggled, "of course I like you too, man."

"No, no, not that 'like'," I gulped again, my palms were sweating, "I meant like, like I love you."

"W-what?" he looked so confused.

"I-I, Joshua, I," I took a deep breath, "I love you, Joshua Hong. I've always loved you."

"Jeonghan, I," his face looked sad, "I don't know what to say."

I flashed a faint smile, trying hard not to cry. I bit my lip, and ran my fingers through my hair, "I should've stopped at 'what if', huh?"

I turned my back and walked away, I did not want him to see me cry. Joshua called my name a few times and followed after me, but then I started running out the school gates. I did not even know where to go; I just ran, thinking that it would help ease the pain.

The cherry blossoms were falling whilst the students were bidding their teachers and friends goodbye. It was high school graduation day, and I did expect that this would happen, but why did it hurt so much?

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