dear sana . saida

thirty-two.

 dear sana.

i met you outside after school. you bit your lip and looked down.

for some reason, this is how i imagined you confessing to me.

but that was stupid thinking.

"dahyun... you know those confused emotions i told you about last night?" she looked flustered.

i wasn't bringing my hopes this high this time, i promised to myself.

"it was all kinda a lie... i never liked jihyo and jihyo never liked me back either."

what was she trying to get across?