일기 #11

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01 April 2016

Dear diary,

I keep denying my feelings because I actually like someone else. And I've liked him for eight years now, isn't that crazy? His name? Kim Chulsoo. I met him and his family when my family and I were eating out. My sisters and I were introduced to his family and he was introduced to our family and ever since that day, my heart kept jumping whenever I see him, which was every Sunday night whenever his family visited our house for dinner. We were friends, but I was always too shy to keep the conversation running longer so usually after our conversation ended, he'd play his phone and I'd probably hide in my room or sit in the same living room as him, secretly glancing at him while spamming LINE with my messages to my friends. Messages included:

He's here!!

I can't talk to him. I'm too shy. I don't even know what to talk about. HELP!

He's so cute that I'm cringing at myself 

WHY CAN'T I TELL HIM HOW I FEEL?!

I'd rather not continue but those messages were from a week ago when he came over again. Only Seungkwan replied to my messages in the group chat, saying things like "awww" "I ship ChulHui" "look at mandu when she's in love". He only made me more embarrassed than I already was. I was glad my sisters were too busy playing games on their iPads to peek over my shoulder and see what messages were coming in or I'd be so embarrassed.

But back to Mr. Basketball! All I can say is no to the side of me that actually wants to accept and embrace the fact I sort of fancy him. But that was a horrible thought because, why should I fall for someone I don't even know in the first place? Sure, I fell for Chulsoo even before I knew him but at least I knew him more than Mr. Basketball. I knew Chulsoo's name, age, birthday, favourite colour, hobby, his parents. What did I know about Mr. Basketball? Nothing but the fact he's seen me before. Just because he was good-looking doesn't mean I should fall for that. I've stepped on the same trap once and I'm hoping I won't step on it again.

Love,
Mandu
(Baek Dohui)

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