"Let's go!" he rolled his arms around me as we walked in the corridor.
"I'm tired..I think I'm just gonna go home, Mr.Jang gave me a million homeworks to be done by this week! He's such a killer!" I let myself being bragged by him.
"Nope, you can't, because Baekhyun is treating today and he's our ride home. And there will be Sehun too!" said Chanyeol.
"Erghh..hypocrite! All you've done is being treated and drift home, you little rascal" I slowly punched his stomach. He just giggled.
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In the car, Baekhyun kept on warbling about his new girlfriend, I just sat quitely beside him, looking out the window.
"Hey, what's wrong? Sprue? You didn't say a word, and you kept on looking outside. Were you thinking of someone?" Baekhyun suddenly asked me.
"Her? Yes, she was wondering and thinking about a guy she just met on bus today. His name is Do Kyungsoo, but she won't be meeting him again. And still, she's been thinking of that guy this whole day, even made herself scolded by Mr.Jang" Chanyeol, again, from the backseat.
"Je..suss, can't you even shut your big mouth? Come here you little...ahhh" the seatbelt hold back my body so I couldn't turn to hit him.
Everyone started to laughed, and Chanyeol laughed the loudest.
"Do you need a hand to hit?" asked Sehun beside Chanyeol.
"What?" He shocked and his eyes got bolded.
"Yes please, and thank you so much Hunnie, you know me that well" I looked back and gave my evil eye.
"Ahhh" I heard Chanyeol moaning but then he pay Hunnie back by tickling him and Sehun was like "Ahh please stoppppp!" I felt a little sorry for him, hihihi...
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As soon as we arrived at the restaurant, we picked a place near the window glass. Then a waitress came to us and hand us the menu book. We started to open the menu book but then I closed it again, I've made up my mind.
"Kimchi Spaghetti, please" I smiled at the waitress.
"Again!?" said Sehun. And I gave him my what's-the-matter gaze.
"Please you need to stop, you have to try another menu too. Don't be too monotonous, I'm buying seriously, don't worry" said Baekhyun across me.
"No..no..and no thank you." I said, "I still believe that I'll meet my Kimchi-spaghetti prince that can make it for me deliciously, just like what the zodiac said, literaly or not directly to me in the magazine I read!"
"Just let her be, let her be with her imaginations" Chanyeol said it, again, in his annoying tone. So then he got another love hit from me.
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"Bye" I'm waving my hand outside the car at them. Suddenly Chanyeol came out from the car and followed me to my gate. I was looking for my keys until he stopped me.
"What?" I asked.
"You can't do this anymore" I really didn't know what he was saying. "That Kyungsoo guy! You can't thinking about him anymore like today! What if it effect your grades? What if you get disappointed again for not meeting him? Don't keep on making yourself get disappointed so easily by a guy!" he was half screaming at me.
I looked at him, "What are you doing? Please don't you ever start it again! I'm sick of it and I don't need all of that, especially now. It's been 2 years, we've agreed not to talk about it anymore, haven't we? I don't want to break or ruin our friendship" I quickly unlocked the gate and went inside.
His hands were still hanging and I grab his hands, "Please go home, it's late and I promised you, that guy will never gonna effect anything, including my grades. Don't even bother to think about it, we'll....be fine, I'll be fine, I promised"
He looked at me, "Okay, good night" he slightly took his hands off me and walked back to the car.
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That night, I just finished shower and a text came, from Chanyeol. I grasped and opened the text
"Promised me and I will never gonna talk about that ever again. Promised me that you'll never gonna be disappointed by this guy and I'll step back, forever."
I drawn my face in my blanket, a couple of call rang but I chose not to answer it, I know for sure that it's him. I laid myself and looking up. A memory from a year ago went back, I could never forget it, even if I want to.
