Dear Mark

Worry

Dear Mark,
I'm dedicating this assignment to you. You'll be really surprised when you get this at the end of the semester, right? I can't wait to see your expression. I can't wait to have you fall for me.
-Jackson

Mark's pov
I couldn't stop staring at the clock. The more I looked the slower the hand moved. I needed
time to go faster. I needed to make sure that Jinyoung was alright. I tapped the soft pad of my finger on the wooden desk.
Only 5 minutes left.... But why do I feel like someone is staring at me?
I looked behind me.
Oh, Jackson.
It was so obvious and a little cute. However, I don't get why someone like him would pay so much attention to me? Is there something he wants?
Lost in thought, I almost jolted when the bell rang. I swept everything into my backpack and was the first one to run out of the classroom.
"Mark..!"
Oh, Jackson is following me.
I ran and he sped up his pace.
"Mark! Mark!"
He yelled my name louder only focusing on me which made him run into a teacher.
I felt bad seeing him get scolded and pulled by the ear into the teachers office, but my restlessness kept me running.
Sorry Jackson, Jinyoung comes first right now. Don't take it personally.
It took about 15 minutes to run to Jinyoungs house. He lived with his parents but they were always working oversees so the house was basically his. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
No answer.
I knocked again a little harder.
Still no answer.
I put my hand on the handle.
It's unlocked?
The door easily opened and I enter into the familiar hallways. I've been here a thousand times but at this moment the house and it's atmosphere felt unwelcoming. I made my way up the stairs to Jinyoungs room.
I tried opening his door but it was locked. I rested both my hands on the white wood and began to speak.
"Hey.. Jinyoung. I know you're in there."
Silence.
"You always lock your door when you don't want anyone to bother you, and I know I'm doing just that, but we need to talk."
Silence.
"..... Back there, at the karaoke bar, I didn't know that you felt those feelings towards me. I didn't know how to react, so I ran out. I'm sorry that I'm so dense. You can hate me all you want, but I just can't love my best friend that has taken care of me for all these years. "
I waited for moments and then minutes. I backed away from the door feeling defeated and my eyes began to water. I took his copy of the diary assignment and slid it under his door.
Just as I was thinking to leave, the door unlocked.
"Jinyoung..."
He looked rugged and beat. His shirt was wrinkled and his normally sleek and straight hair was now just a mop of black rings.
"You are dense. Do you think that after all these years of posing to be a perfect boy that I could possibly have the energy to stop loving you?"
I bit my lip so hard that I could feel my teeth pierce the skin. I couldn't say anything.
Jinyoung's eyes began to puff and he spoke so softly that I had to lean in closer to hear him.
"But that's just how it is. By next week, everything will go back to normal. I'll continue going to school again and act like I don't love you. No, I won't act. I won't love you. Mark, from here on out, I don't love you anymore."