Best Friend's, Right?

The hand on my shoulder felt cold, his long fingers easily wrapping around the whole joint.

"Hey, Hanni said her friend has had a crush on you for around a year. I've seen her and she's pretty cute. Bubbley and adorable, your type right?" He slapped my shoulder with affection that I have grown to crave.

"Yeah. Just my type." My voice was softer than I had planned as the bubbley and adorable boy quickly skipped back over to Hanni to tell her the good news.

"You're my type, Sehun." My words fell on deaf ears as he was no longer close enough to hear. No one was.

The world around me suddenly felt so huge, and I, so small.

Sehun looked back at me, our eyes meeting, and I formed my lips into a small smile for him as he beckoned me over. Another girl was standing with them, who I assume is the one who has a crush on me. Poor thing.

Poor me.