Promise You

Chapter 7.1: Our Yesterday

Inyeong's POV

"Really?! He talked to you?"

"Inyeong is blushing!! You must really like Jongwoon-oppa."

"So so so? What did he say to you?"

"N-Nothing special. He just said hi and smiled," my words trembled nervously. 

It happened so fast. I was flying in the skies for a minute when he finally noticed me. Ah~!! I want to turn back time and continuously click the reply button for me not to leave my dream boy's side. Jongwoon-oppa~!

"Inyeong-ah!"

That beautiful voice. It's calling for me..

And there he is. The senior student I've been crushing since 7th grade. Kim Jongwoon. He stands in front of my with a twitching smile and an arm behind his back. His eyes can't stay still and so does his head. Jongwoon-oppa looks so nervous.

"Can you be my girl?" he hands me a single red rose.

"Oppa.."

He sweetly beams, "My feelings are sincere."

The rain continues to pour down hard. All I could do is stare at the nasty weather outside the school. I'm prepared for the sharp words he might say..

He sighs in grief, "You have been very busy lately. What's up? Looking for my new replacement?"

"Shouldn't I be the one to say that?"

Thunder roars and lightning strikes.

My eyes open wide. I quickly sit up straight while huffing.

"A dream," I touch my forehead. "It was just a dream. Thank goodness." Slowly, I lay back to my comfortable bed. "Why of all things, I had to dream of those?"

Memories of my relationship with Jongwoon is haunting me. Why? Is it because he is here with me and something is connecting us again? That's just insane. There is no way that would be the reason because I have moved on long ago. Any romantic feelings for him vanished into nothing. Plus he is loving his secret girlfriend. 

I find myself staring at the ceiling with a worried look. I don't want to be reminded of such things; whether it is a pleasant or dreadful memory. Those days that we were.. There is nothing to think back or bring back. Completely nothing. 

Few minutes passed and I resume my disturbed sleep. 

"Ya! Inyeong-ah!" the snapping of her fingers woke me up. "What's wrong? Slept late again?"

I blew off the hair covering my eyes, "No." I rub my eyes.

"Then why are you sleepy? Something must have happened; you can tell me."

"I had been reminded of some things I wanted to forget," my expression shows traces of sadness. 

Yumi tries guessing, "Was it the humiliating scene you were involved? Your mistake of getting in the males' comfort room? When you were scolded for being late and the teacher insulted you in front of the class?"

I shook my head at all of them.

"The accident from before?"

"No."

"Or your first relationship?"

I couldn't reply. I honestly said "yes" to my curious friend. 

"Why?" again, she asked another question. "Do you have a grudge against Yesung because he chose the company over you?"