open your heart : park woojin

CHAPTER 5

The day we had finally gotten back to normal, I realized Woojin had disappeared again. We hung out a few days of the week after school, but when we weren't together, it was like he just totally disappeared. I didn't know if he left early or went somewhere or if something happened. Later I had realized he was gone for about three to four days a week. He never told me about something he does outside of school and I didn't have the confidence to ask, so I just stayed curious.

I continued to find out more and more about him and his personality, whether it was because he told me or I found out myself by observing him. For example, he really liked to eat spicy food. He would never loosen his school uniform's tie while on school grounds. He smiled when he was in awkward situations. He listened to music with a strong beat. He was from Busan and his satoori came out a lot on accident. He would never say anything unnecessary. He was really careful with money, but he'd pay for everything when I was with him. He has a hard time focusing on things other than school lessons. I could go on, but the thing I always thought about was that he honestly wasn't good at talking to anyone except for me. I found out about all of this, but I still wasn't able to find out what he would do in his free time.

Over the next few days, I got even closer to him than I had before, but something was constantly on my mind. I think I was starting to like him. As a man. I had started thinking about it more than a thousand times a day. I was sure I liked Woojin.

I wanted to spend time all the time in the world with him. He truly made me happy. Every little thing he did, my heart pounded. Looking in his eyes was like falling into space, but the stars shined 10 times brighter. I thought about it over and over. If I confess and something goes wrong, what do I do? Wouldn't that just make things awkward between us and end our friendship? He was the only person in my life that I was close to. I couldn't risk that. I couldn't come to make a decision on confessing. Even if I did want to confess, I could never get the confidence. I'm just going to keep this to myself. Maybe for a long time.