Ever since highschool you had been completely obsessed with Park Seonghwa. His gorgeous platinum blonde hair that fell so perfectly above his eyes, his god-crafted lips that were just begging to be kissed and his eyes, his soulfull blue eyes that alluded mystery, he was so intriguingly unreadable.
Everything about him was simply angelic, so much so that he practically glowed, and that in itself called you in and urged you to know more.
And you did find out more when, during the first summer after your brother started college, Seonghwa came to your house and introduced himself as - - your brother's best friend.
It's been exactly five years since that day.
Things were different now, both you & your brother, yeosang, had finished school and were living in apartments close to home.
You were still close with yeosang and visited him often, and that meant, seonghwa - by default - was also a prominant part of your life.
For the first few months you didn't see much of seonghwa but gradually as time went on, you visited your brother more and more, seeing seonghwa more and more aswell.
Over those years you got to know him as much more than just a high school crush. You got to know him. And as it turns out he really wasn't just some pretty boy, he was smart, kind, gentle and funny. He was generous and talented and...
You were still in love with him.
Of course you were still in love with him.
He was the first crush you ever had. He had and always will have a perminant place in your heart.
And all these feelings weren't helped by the fact that you now saw Seonghwa - and your brother - every friday night for drinks and pizza.
It was difficult at first.
Obviously. It wasn't going to be easy, you didn't expect it to be easy.
But still, seeing him so often was a massive stab in the heart, knowing you had no chance at all.
You got used to it, slightly.
Because here you were, it was Friday night and you were scrolling through domino's with your eyebrows raised, looking for a cheap deal to go with your six pack of light beer.
The clock ticked to 6pm and a loud knock came from the door.
Your breathed in annoyance.
"Yeosang! What have I told you this isn't funny anymore." You placed down your phone when he didn't answer and dragged yourself to the door.
"Seriously, Yeosang." As you went to open the door, you took a glance through the peephole.
"Oh." You stopped for a second and the door slowly came open, you rubbed the back of your neck nervously and smiled at the man in front of you.
"Yeosang couldn't make it... So I came early... I hope that's okay."
Seonghwa.
"Yes, um , of course it is... Come in."
