"Do I know you?"
You were in front of me, giggly and red faced. I just frowned at the sight of you. You were holding a red cup in your hand, while your other was poking my cheek. Baby, at that time, I thought that, I should've just stayed at home. Your question made me angry that time. Were you playing games with me? I ran a hand through my hair, held back the curses that wanted to come out of my mouth, and leaned back on the sofa as you stood in front of me.
"You slapped me while you were on your way home four days ago."
At what I said, you burst out laughing. If it wasn't for you almost falling down, I could've walked away and leave you there. Instead, I caught you in my arms. Now, both of us were standing up with your head against my chest.
"I slapped you? How could I slap your handsome face?"
Baby, in this situation, I would be blushing so hard, but back then? I got angrier. My eyes darkened, and I held back even more curses that wanted to come out of me. I set you down the couch and walked away. Just when I thought you'd leave me alone, you held my hand, and I turned around.
"I'm sorry, don't leave! I just tend to forget things easily. I have a bad memory. I just don't want to tell a stranger since it's pretty awkward..."
You called me a stranger, baby. Don't you know how much it hurt me to hear that? The frown on my face remained, and I just stayed silent. I saw you bring a hand up to my cheek. I didn't know who started to lean in, but we were suddenly kissing each other softly. I was against the wall as I leaned down a bit for you to reach me, you were standing on your toes so you could catch my lips, and both of us were just ignoring everyone in the room.
"Your name... Chan... It's Chan, right?"
I heard you ask just right after we pulled away a bit for air. I only answered with a nod and pulled you back in, not before hearing you say,
"That's a cute name."
The kiss didn't last long, though. You pulled away, and you suddenly rested your head against my chest. Baby, all the anger I had for you earlier was gone.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh, my head hurts. I need my meds, and I... left it home. Sorry."
"Do you want me to take you home?"
"No thanks. I'll just find for-"
Just when you were about to finish your sentence, someone called you. It was a guy who was taller than me. He had hair that was of a dirty blonde color, and dark brown eyes. Honestly, he looked dead inside, but who was I to judge? I didn't even know this guy.
"Hyorin, it's time to go back to your dorm. Come on. Younghee is freaking out 'cause you left your meds at home."
That guy eyed me, and threw me a glare. He held your wrist and walked away, while you looked back and smiled at me. I wondered back then, who was he to you? Does he know that I kissed you?
Baby, what are you doing to me?
