The next day, after school, there was a lit cigaret in the hand of my new angel. He was blowing smoke like halos but I didn't bothered, I took a deep breath and walked to him. At this time, I met his painful eyes for the second time. I wasn't used to it, it made me shiver again, I felt the ache and some kind of distress. It was also at this time I heard his gentle, soft oh so soft voice, it had nothing to do with his strong features and his body's shapes. What blew me away was the contradiction he was, was he "charismaticly" soft or softly charismatic?
- Hey, how you doin'?
He sounded comfortable and confident while his eyes were expressing the opposite. That's when I found something contradictory in him again. I was there, still over-analyzing the situation so I forgot to think about what to respond, he looked down and focused on the horizon in front of us, maybe wanting to forget how rudely I ignored him. I was still looking at his face, I was undeniably attracted by his red pouty lips and I didn't knew why, I had never been attracted to men before him. What's wrong with you Jooheon? Come on dude! Do something or you might regret it!
- I love you.
Wait, what? What the fuck did I just say? Surprised and afraid, I turned around to escape from his face. I didn't wanted to see his reaction, I just needed to run away... and that's what I did. I abandoned him here and came back home.
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