Dead , When We Meet Again

Missing The Past

"Hey, Suga! Glad you could make it." A big guy from the soccer team fist-bumped Suga, whom laughed, "Yeah, dude. Wouldn't miss it! You practiced yet?" The guy
sat back down on the bleacher and Suga sat next to him. The score read that Cornwall was up by one point. "Yeah, man. Though you definitely should be practicing or else the coach will kill ya." Suga smiled.
"Nah, besides, I want someone else to score the winning goal this time. I'm tired of the pressure." The guy laughed.
"Yeah, that can be pretty tough. Tell ya what, I'll run around the school five times each day and then be good enough to score the winning goal like you." The guy burst out laughing and Suga punched him friendly in the shoulder. A horn signaled that the Basshunters scored a touchdown, which caused everyone in the bleacher, including Suga and his friend, to cheer. The score was now tied.
"I'm going to go get a bottle of water, you want anything?"
The guy shook his head, "Nah. Besides, if we both go someone'll take our seats. Just be back before halftime's over." Suga nodded and swiftly went down the stairs to the refreshment table. He hi-fived a couple of guys and smiled at a couple of girls on his way. He saw a bunch of Cornwall girls in line but before he could get in the line, a pair of hands grabbed him and dragged him into the bleachers. The figure was definitely feminine, as it was wearing a low red camisole and shorts so short that he thought it might as well be underwear. The girl turned him around quickly and crushed her mouth to his. Suga immediately pulled away, pushing her back at the same time. "What the heck!" Of course, he never curses. There was a small shine of light that shown through the bleachers onto the girl. She had blond hair and her brown eyes were full of shock that he rejected her. Suga took her wrist and led her out into the fluorescent lights. He recognized her as the girl who asked him out to La Plush. "What the heck were you doing?!" He looked straight into her horrified eyes.
"W-W-W-Well, I-I-I w-w-was trying to d-d-d-d-do y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-you." She started to shake, but he didn't care. He agreed to go out with her, but this was crossing the line!
"And what makes you think, that even for a second, I would agree?!" She didn't answer. She just stood there, eyes wide. He sighed and walked away.
"S-See you S-Saturday?"
"No! Don't even expect me to agree to that!" Suga yelled back. He walked right past the refreshment table to the exit, where he just continued to the soccer field. He didn't know why he went to the field, but all he knew was that he needed to get out-of there and calm down before he made a scene. However, from the sobbing that erupted as he left, he figured that he already did. Suga didn't stop until he was a good ways away from the entrance, which was right next to the soccer goal. He sat down on the grass, leaning his back against the pole, and looked up at the moon. The stars were barley visible due to the fluorescent lights around the football field, but the moon still shown brightly. At that moment, Suga wished that everything were the way it was when he was little. No popularity, no expectations, just a regular boy playing with his best friend. When she was still alive. Suga was so lost in his memories and wish that he didn't notice when someone started to walk towards him in the field. He didn't notice how important that person was, and how much it means to him that she came.
No, he didn't notice.
He didn't notice... his little Jihyo.