dear sana . saida

thirty-one.

dear sana,

you looked like a mess. hair tangled and your uniform loose, you looked stressed, not yourself.

you came over in biology giving a weak smile.

"hey, so i guess you heard about me and jihyo."

i nodded.

"uhm i was wondering if you and i could uh... talk? maybe after school?"

again, i nodded.

for the rest of the academic day, my mind tried to think of why she wants to talk to me about it.