High Hopes

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I honestly don't know why I did a lot of things. This was no exception. I struggled a lot with my impulsive decisions. They just seemed funny and right at the moment but now I kind of regretted taking his phone hostage.

As soon as I begin to wash off the shampoo from my hair, I hear a muffled laugh. Startled I turn to find HIM, still shirtless and still wearing the same smug look on his face. "Nice ass", he teases and walks out the bathroom unbothered.

The rest of my Monday went by pretty much the same as usual. The same faces, the same classes, but the feeling was different. I kept hoping we would run into each other. I kept my eyes open to make sure I wouldn't miss him if we happened to pass each other by . But the day passed and he didn't cross my path, not even once and somehow it feels like I missed him.

Monday comes to an end and I drag my feet as I make my way to my bedroom door. And oddly enough I can almost smell his scent, followed by a few pairs of footsteps and the sound of laughter. And the excitement of seeing him comes to its climax.

We stare at each other for a moment , and he waves awkwardly. Completely opposite of the boy I met earlier.

"Dude take your phone out", Daehwi laughs in amusement,"I've never seen Subin this shy".

Yeonjun takes out his iphone and begins to record as Daehwi does commentary. Making an Australian accent as if he's in some sort of safari documentary. "Here we have Subin in his natural habitat searching for his next prey, but he looks nervous, I'm a little shook".

Subin's cheek turn a light pink and all his teeth make an appearance as his smile widens. "shut up", he yells at the two as he shoves them into his room. "I'm sorry", he shouts in my direction right before disappearing into the room.

Little things like this led me down the wrong path. They gave me false hope. And I began to believe maybe Subin liked me at least a little. A part of me hoped he wanted to see me too. But in the end, i'm convinced it was all my imagination.

I just wished I hadn't held on to that hope so long.

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