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21st of July.

Concerts. Concerts. And more concerts.

As I rode the bus to work, I sighed when I saw myself in the window.

My eyes are sore. I can't do anything with that. I cried myself to sleep since that day he called. I turned off my phone so the concert team emailed me instead.

I said I was badly sick. When I realized what I said, they could be telling it to them.

I arrived at work and immediately met up with the crew members.

"Excuse me but may I talk to Mira-ssi? I have a suggestion to tell." Suddenly, Leeteuk popped out of nowhere.

The crew members excused themselves and left us in the room.

"What is it, oppa? What's the suggestion?" He suddenly sighed.

"Tell me the truth."

"What truth?" I stared at him, confused.

He stared back. My heart was beating too fast.

I have asthma but I'm holding it in.

"I'm really sorry but... Yesung told me something that... you liked me..." He said.

I did but...

Not what he think it is..

"No... I mean someone else. He might have thought it's you."

Wow. So smooth.

After that conversation, we just went our different ways.

But that's not it...

Leeteuk told me something else.

"It might be absurd for you to hear this but... I like you. Even if you don't like me back, it's alright. It's just admiring, right?"

Oh no.


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