dear sana . saida

fourteen.

dear sana.

today at lunch, i sat with nayeon and her friends. nayeon was talking with them while i just focused on the plate of over-cooked egg in front of me.

whilst doing so, i felt a cold hand press against my thigh.

i froze.

it was obvious my face was red. i looked up from my thigh to the girls at the table, and sure enough, it was nayeon's hand. yet she was continuing her talk about nail salons like nothing happened.

she really didn't have a reason to do so, no one could see my thigh since it was under the table. so why was she touching me when no one course see anyways?

i was confused and flustered at the same time.

but, i sorta liked it.