yejin's pov
"haven't seen jisung for a while, what happened?" mom asked curiously, and closed my room door. i sighed, she just ruined my peaceful time alone.
"i don't know actually, haven't seen him since we both came home soaking wet" i lied, and shrugged my shoulders. i continued reading the fanfic, about my favorite idol.
"ok then, if there is something wrong you can always tell me" my mom smiled, and i smiled weakly back. my mom slowly closed the door, and after that. i let out a loud sigh, and thought of jisung again. it's just awkward seeing him again, that his own childhood bestfriend liked him. this is why boys and girls can't be best friends, always end up one of them liking her or him.
i took my diary out again, and watched the little jisung picture that was pasted on my book. i knew from the start he looked familiar, it's his hair that changed. so i didn't regocnize him.
i sighed, and placed the book on the table. i stared at the ceiling blankly, and thought. shall i ignore him, or shall i not.
c:
it's saturday yay, i am listening to astro while writing
