Short story collection

Caffeine

Noona, when are you going to accept me?
Hasn’t it been time to accept me already?
I told you, didn’t I?
I can’t give up on noona.
I’m basically at addiction level right now.
Noona is like caffeine to me.
I overdose on it every day.
It makes my heart beat insanely fast, hard, like crazy.
If noona smiles at me once, my heart goes crazy, and if
noona just walks past me even when she meets my eyes, it drops to the ground
fall
ing

If that’s not love, then what is it?
Delusion? You’re saying it’s just a brief delusion?

Don’t judge me so lightly.
It’s my feelings, so I know them best.

It’s love, without a shred of doubt, noona