comes in waves ↠ kim sunwoo

chapter twenty eight

Third Person POV

"And why are you having this party?" Kevin asks, Jinsoul leaning over him to look at Heiji.

"No reason," Heiji shrugs. "I never get the house to myself for a weekend. Why not make the most of it?"

She didn't exactly know why she was having the party either, she just felt like it. She enjoyed her friends' company, and besides - if she was left alone for the weekend with nothing to do or no company, her thoughts might spiral back to him. And that couldn't happen, not now. She was doing so well. 

"Well you know I'll be there," Jinsoul laughs, shutting over her notebook as the clock struck two o'clock. "Lia's party was a good time. It's rare we get to have parties."

That was true. Sure, their Saturday nights in the bar were great, but having a gathering in a house where they were free to let go a bit more than usual was always better.

The girl didn't know where her sudden change of attitude came from. Truthfully, Sunwoo's words rang in her ears; "do you ever have fun, Heiji?" Yes, now that you're not here, I am having fun, or at least I'm trying.

Heiji felt as though she was trying to prove something to herself, but also to him, even though there was no way he could see it for himself. But she had to erase those thoughts quickly, or she'd end up far too immersed in them. 

"Lia's party was great until she spewed in my shoe," Kevin points at the girls. "Or until she fell down the toilet because some guy left the lid up and I had to pull her out and ask Mia to help me change her clothes."

"Well," Heiji sighs. "Hopefully we'll have a repeat."

"No, not hopefully! And if it does, you're the one who is gonna be drying toilet water off her ass."

"I'll just give her a change of clothes," Heiji shrugs, as the three leave the classroom. "And I won't cry about it because I love her and she's my friend."

The boy slaps the girls arm playfully. "And I don't love her?"

"You love her?" Heiji turns to face the boy, he almost slaps his hands against his face in realisation as to what he just said. He did love her, he had told her that but it wasn't common knowledge amongst the group of friends. "I don't even know why I seemed shocked."

"I was gonna say that," Jinsoul laughed. "Kevin you'd be a stupid boy if you didn't love that girl."

"Good thing I'm as smart as they come," Kevin nods, chuffed at his words. "So you're party is this weekend, definitely?"

"Definitely," Heiji nods as the group reaches the gates. "Come at whatever time you want, my mothers away on the Friday morning."

"Great," Kevin smiles, although his eyes drift past the girl and almost bulge out of his head at the sight. Why was he here? How was he here? "Uh, Heiji?"

"Yes?" The girl noticed the look in his eyes, followed by an awkward shuffle and glance Jinsoul was giving in the same direction. 

She turns, to see a familiar face as he walked out of the corridor doors casually, as though he had never been gone. Her heart beats loudly in her chest. She wanted to turn around and pretend it never happened, but as he caught her glance - it was game over. 

"God, I feel sick," Heiji mutters quietly, her eyes still watching the boy. "Why is he here?"

"I'm not sure," Jinsoul answers. "I thought he was gone."

"Me too," Heiji sighs, before turning quickly as the boy refuses to break the stare. "Let's just go."

Seoho too felt his heartbeat quicken when he seen the girl, but for a completely different reason than she felt the thumping in her chest. Her hair had changed, she looked thinner, he wondered if she had been taking care of herself - or the complete opposite. Even the girls posture was different, she exerted a new kind of confidence.