Sing [ DEAN ] || Complete ||

• Chapter 2 •

"Okay, you've know Kwonhyuk for almost 2 years now I think it's time that you finally confess to him," I say, looking at myself in the mirror. I look at myself with confidence and try to figure out how to confess to him.

"Kwonhyuk-ah," I say, acting all innocent.

"I..... have something to tell you- agghh! No! That's not going to work! I have something to tell you, follow me," I say with sas.

"No! Ugghh! Why is so hard? Is it always this hard to confess? Should I try to act sexy?" I then try it in a sexy tone.

"Hey there," I said.

"Ahhh what the heck was that?! Hey! Kwonhyuk!" I say acting cool.

"I have something to tell you, follow me." I just sat there shaking my head.

"Maybe I should just call him Dean instead just to get his attention."

// Flashback to freshman year //

"Hey Dean, wait for me!" I yelled as I caught up to him. He just stopped and rolled his eyes at me.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Only my friends are allowed to call me Dean."

"But, aren't we friends?"

"Just because you're friends with my friends, it doesn't make you my friend too. You're just an annoying girl who keeps following me around and you just hang around the same group of friends I hang with." He kept walking. He just left me there, without turning back, without even caring. Having swallowed my words, I couldn't say anything to stop him. I just sat there and cried. 'Why do I even like him when he keeps hurting me?' I thought to myself.

// End of flashback //

"^sigh^ What's the point when he doesn't even like me anyways? And why do I even like him in the first place? He's such a jerk! All he ever does is ignore me and bully me. He doesn't even like me anyways," I say, turning myself down.

"Who are you talking about?" I jumped and looked back only to see my grandpa.

"Aish! Grandpa, you scared me!"

"Who is this boy you speak of?"

"Aha... nobody, I'm not talking about anybody."

"Don't lie to me now." He walked and sat on my bed and patted the spot next to him as a signal for me to sit next to him. I went to the bed and sat next to him.

"Tell me, I'll listen," he said. This is one of the reasons why I love my grandpa. He's always so understanding.

"So there's this boy at my school that I follow around... I'm trying to become friends with him, but...."

"But what? Is it that Kwonhyuk boy you always talk about?" He asked.

"Yeah, I know that he doesn't like me."

"Well how would you know that if you've never tried confessing?"

"Grandpa, he ignores me all the time every time I try talking to him, he doesn't even consider me his friend, and all he does is bully me and only me." I started to cry.

"What's the point if he deosn' t even care about me?" My grandpa scooted closer to me and comforted me.

"Hey. Hey now, don't cry over a foolish boy like him. Look, I garuntee you that he will notice your feelings for him someday."

"Psshh! Yeah right, how would you know?"

"Because your grandma used to do the same to me." I cheered up a little and wiped my tears.