My Professor

love

Jiwon kept calling me. So I was actually right. Uncle was with him. I didn't answer. I felt so crummy for what I did to Da-kyung. She did the right thing by slapping me. I deserved it. All the time I cringed at her for talking about him, I kissed him last night, despite knowing how much she liked him. What I still couldn't understand was how did she know? She lived far away. There was no way she was casually strolling near his building that late. UGH! I picked at the bandage thinking of how to get my mind off everything. Homework! Yes I could do my homework or at least sit with my books and pretend like I was studying. English? No, it reminded me of Jiwon. Eco? No he was the last thing I wanted to think about. History! Yes!

About 45 minutes into studying, I fell asleep. I jumped up in my chair when I saw 2 missed calls from my uncle. FINALLY! The one time I keep my phone on silent, he calls me! Now I knew he was safe. Hmph! Now was my turn to ghost him.

It was evening. I decided to give Da-kyung a visit. Even if she wouldn't come out of her house when she saw it was me, it was my duty to apologize. That's the least I could do.

I rang the bell but there was no answer. She was ignoring me no doubt. I deserved it. I sighed and sat on the steps of the porch.

"What do you want now?" Da-kyung said. She stood at her gate with the same glare. She was carrying two bottles of soju in a plastic bag.

"Dakyung-ah...I-i am sorry" I said.

"I don't want your apology."

"I know I am a pathetic friend-"

"You are and I don't want to see your face." she walked past me.

"Please I am really sorry!"

"If only once had you told me that you liked him and that he likes you, I would've backed out. You didn't have to stab me in the back like that!"

I didn't know what to say.

"I thought we were friends.." she said.

"I-i am really sorry.." I hated the fact that I could say nothing but repeat those words.

"Then prove it! Prove that you can be a better friend! I can't forgive you. Not right now so please leave."

I sniffed as she headed inside. As soon as the door shut behind her, my phone buzzed. Da-kyung had sent me some pictures.

Moon Yoona. She has the pictures.

Below were pictures of Suwon and I kissing at a distance. FUCKING HELL! I had to set that girl straight before she leaked the pictures. My phone buzzed once more.

I've handled her.
Because I am a good friend.

Just what I wanted. To feel like the most rotten being on this planet.

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As I walked back home in the shittiest mood, I was bombarded with texts from Jiwon. I didn't open them but from the notifications I figured that they were all panic mode Jiwon messages. He has my uncle to calm him down, I huffed.

I saw a tall man standing before the gates to my house.

"Ssim."

"Sunmi-ah," he turned around. A wide smile swept across his face. "I wanted to talk to you.."

"I am sorry for behaving that way last night-"

"No, I liked it" he scratched his hair.

"you...liked it?"

"I couldn't get you out of my mind since I dropped you home."

I blushed unknowingly.

"I met Da-kyung and told her everything."

"you-WHAT?" my eyes widened.

"I told her how I fell for you the night you came rushing to my place despite being injured."

So That's where it all started.

"but I thought you liked her...that evening you were texting her so much and then the next day I heard you calling her Jagi and then the-the ring."

"Nooooo, that evening I came to know that she liked art galleries too and so we had a great conversation about it. And I wasn't referring to her as jagi," he flashed an embarrassed smile. "It was my childhood friend Jaeduck. We sometimes talk to each other like that."

I pursed my lips to contain the giggle. Whatta big cuddie

"Honestly, I didn't even notice that the ring I bought for her was the same as mine until today when she threw it at my face."

There was a brief silence before we both broke into laughter.

"So... you like me?"

"A lot. Yes, but you don't worry about it. We could hangout when you're free and I can give you free eco lessons after school." he winked.

"At home?" I smirked.
"No you dirty mind," he flicked my forehead, "at the library."

"So what are we?" I asked, stepping closer.

He brushed the hair out of my face and kissed my forehead, tucking it behind my ear. "Whatever you want us to be."

I smiled, sliding my arms inside his thick coat and hugging his slender figure. "I like you too!"

He hugged me back. I could feel him smile as his chin rested on my head. "Dakyung-ie asked if I liked you more because you were a better kisser." he said.

I pulled away, "Whaa- what did you say?"

He sighed and pouted. "I said I wouldn't know until she kissed me,"

I frowned.

"I'm sure she'd be good competition to you" I knew he was mocking me.

"Go try it then," I made a face at him.

His hand reached for the collar of my coat pulling me close to his face as he grabbed mine and kissed me hard. Kissing sober is way better. Not that I realized it now but yeah. It was euphoric. We were interrupted by some icy cold drops that fell in the crevices formed by our faces.

"It's snowing!" I exclaimed, pulling away.

We kissed under the first snow. SO DAMN ROMANTIC. Well let's not deny the fact that we're all suckers for these little cliché stuff. It's cute!