cellphone // p.j.m.

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i failed again this time. i was going to do it. i was going to tell him.

but... there they were. yooni, a pretty girl from my physics class, was standing in front of him, playing with her fingers and looking down shyly every now and then.

seeing them, i halted in my steps. he smiled back down at her and said something inaudible. i could only guess she was confessing to him. i really can't blame her. he was attractive, funny, nice, anything a girl could want in a guy. i wish i was the one that had gotten the chance to tell him. she gave him a peck on the cheek, and they walked off hand in hand.

me?

i was standing at the end of the corridor, with my box of chocolates, wrapped up all nicely, now put to waste.

i feel bad. i should be happy for him, i really should.

jealousy really is an ugly thing.