Mark Lee is the resident bad boy and a well-known bully at school. But despite his rebellious façade, many girls still fall for him. He doesn't, however, fall in love with anyone because he believes he's just not capable of loving someone.
Or so he...
"Hyuck, your alarm," I said groggily. He didn't move on his bed. "Hyuck, your alarm. It's so noisy." I repeated.
He still didn't move. I tried reaching for his alarm to turn it off, then I looked up at it, the digits showing 6:01 a.m.in bright red color.
I sat up straight, a bit awake. I just sat there for a few minutes, trying to collect my soul.
I slept on a futon on the floor next to Donghyuck's bed. It was always like this whenever I sleep over at his house.
After a few minutes, I stood up and shook Donghyuck on his bed.
He was a heavy sleeper. I always have to wake him up whenever I'm at their house.
"Hyuck, wake up."
"Five more minutes," he groaned as he turned over to his left.
I knew his five minutes weren't really five minutes at all. It was either thirty minutes, or an hour. There's no in between.
So I took it upon myself to go to the shower first. This was our routine whenever I sleep here. If it's not his mom, I was his human alarm clock.
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6:50 a.m.I was all done showering and preparing for school. Donghyuck was already awake, and in the bathroom.
Between the two of us, I'm the one who takes a longer time to prepare. That's why I always have to shower first.
Donghyuck, on the other hand, was quick. He can be awake at 6:57, and be done showering and preparing by 7:15.
I always take time to prep myself up before going to school. Or anywhere for that matter. And I never go anywhere without my signature Bvlgari perfume, which I get as an annual gift from my uncle who lives in Canada.
That was how I get girls to fall in love with me. Unfortunately for them, I don't return their feelings.
I don't necessarily break their hearts. I don't pursue them just so I could leave them hanging in the air, no. I just don't pursue them at all.
Not because I don't like them (well, that's one reason), nor because I'm scared of getting my heart broken. But because I believe I'm not capable of loving anyone like that.
