Your Love is Unkind

Hello Stranger

Most of my classes were filled with strangers. I knew their names and their faces, but we never held any conversations. I even partied with a lot of them, but they knew nothing about me. Except for Seungwoo, who certainly thought I was psychotic.

Seungwoo was studying something fancy, I cant remember the name of it, but in freshman year we both took some psychology courses.

We weren't best friends but any time we were together we just clicked. And maybe a some point I might have crushed on him. There was just something attractive about honesty. Seungwoo had no problem telling people exactly what he thought, and I admired his bravery.

I took my chances at being ignored and took a seat right next to him. He was fully immersed in some book and I decided it would be fun to stare at him until he noticed me too. I tried to keep a straight face, but Seungwoo kept making the strangest faces as he read to himself. Giggles escape my body and are met by his laughter.

"I knew you were staring at me," He boast confidently,"I was just waiting for you to make the first move". Seungwoo sticks his tongue at me and covers his whole face with the book. I proceeded to take out a notebock from my backpack, "Dear Diary, I don't like Seungwoo anymore, We're canceling him," I read allowed.

"You couldn't cancel even if you tried," He whispers right before the profesor walks in.

Seungwoo always found a way to have the last word.