Chapter Thrity-Three:

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Kyung, Ji-ho and I walk home from school. The temperature has dropped a lot and I think it's soon going to start snowing, I believe this winter is going to be pretty harsh. I feel someone tap my shoulder, so jump a little bit. "What?" I stare at Kyung.

"I was wondering what you have planned this weekend," he says. "Sorry to scare you," he chuckles.

"You're fine. I don't know, why?"

"I was just curious that's all." Kyung turns his head away from me.

"Oh, okay." I stare at the ground. I don't talk for the rest of the walk back to my house.

I slip off my shoes and head upstairs to my room, but I'm stopped by my brother's voice. I twirl around and look at him. "Yes?"

"We are going to the hip-hop club tonight; do you want to come?" He asks.

My eyes drift between Ji-ho and Kyung, they linger on Kyung for a moment. "No, I have a lot of homework to do." I turn around and walk upstairs to my room. This my first time that I've ever just walked away from my brother and Kyung so abruptly. I feel kind of bad for doing it.

I change into some comfy clothes, sit at my desk and start doing my homework. I get a text from Minho.

Minho: Are you going to the hip-hop club tonight?

Me: No. Are you?

Minho: Yeah, I'm performing and was hoping you would be there.

Me: Sorry

Minho: Isn't Zico-hyung going tonight?

Me: Yeah and so is Kyung-oppa

Minho: Are you not going because Kyung-hyung is?

Me: .... I still think he doesn't like me.

Minho: He likes you, you've known each other since forever.

Me: Yeah I know, but he barely talks to me. What else am I suppose to think?

My door opens, I turn to see who it is and see Kyung standing by my door. He shuts the door and walk over to me. "We need to talk," he states.

I turn off my phone, I turn my chair around and stare at the older boy. I feel my heart rate pick up slightly. "About what?"

He raises his eyebrow at me. "Really?"

I press my lips into thin lines as I nod. I know exactly why he's here, but for whatever reason I'm pretending not to know. "Kyung-oppa-"

"Jia, you know why I'm here and I want to say sorry," he cuts me off. "I've been acting cold towards you and Mino, I finally realize today –with the help of your brother – that I've been hurting you. I'm sorry." Kyung crotches down in front of me and grab my hand.

"It's okay," I state. I begin to bite my bottom lip.

"It's not okay. I didn't realize you were so effected."

"Oppa, it's fine. You're apologizing, and I can see how serious you are about it." I squeeze his hand. It's quiet between us for a moment. "So, you're not upset with me?"

Kyung chuckles as he pulls me into a hug. My face is press against his chest and I can smell his citrus cologne. His chest vibrates as he laughs. "I'm not upset with you, how can I be?"

"I don't know. You seemed like you were," I mumble.

His grip around me gets tighter. "I would never be upset at you, I was just acting stupid for a while."

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