foreign's confession. // m.t

day one.

I saw you today, with your other chinese friend, smiling shyly as Ms. Lee introduced both of you, the exchange students.

I couldn't focus when your noisy friend was introducing himself - and I feel bad because of it and I'd say it was your fault because you were looking so attractive that made me can't even remember the song that was playing in my ears.

But I do hear and remember your voices when you introduced yourself in broken korean, saying 'hello, my name is Mark Tuan.' again, in shy.

You sat in front of me, next to Park Jinyoung, the class president.

Anyway, I'm sorry, for making you jolt in surprise when I tapped your shoulder. I only want to introduce myself though.

And when I did, I like the way you – no, scratch that. I love the way you said my name twice just to make sure that you got it right.

Oh Mark Tuan, seriously what did you do to me? I never believe in love at the first sight, but as cheesy as it sounds, I think you just took my breath and my heart away.

All I hope is that you take care of it. Even it's only for a week before you go back.