"Hey, Kim Taehyung-!"
I've been feeling cute or pretty a lot lately. She's short and pretty even among girls, so I used to think she was cute sometimes, but these days I've even been thinking she's pretty or lovable. It's no different than before.
After a few weeks of that, I decided to just accept it. I didn't want to lose my comfortable friend, but I was fine with whatever happened to Yeoju. She'd come too far to be my friend anymore, so I just wanted her by my side. ... This is crazy.
Park Yeo-ju's attitude towards me seems a little different these days.
"Would you like to drink this?"
"Huh, huh?? Uh.. thank you..!"
I don't think he knows what he looks like, but... well, it's not bad. He's kind of cute.
After that, there were still some instances where he would panic when I approached him, or stare blankly when we were alone.
It's been a while since I went to Park Yeo-ju's house. It's probably the first time since I admitted that I like her.
"I... think I have someone I like."
With Yeoju and I alone at her house, my mind was filled with thoughts of her. Eventually, I unconsciously blurted out, "I'm going crazy."
Still, I was glad that I didn't say directly who I liked...
I told the female protagonist, who insisted on telling me even the initials, with the intention of telling her everything. But... I don't know if she's pretending not to know or if she really doesn't, but she's just listing the names of other girls I don't know. Are you that scared of not being friends with me? Or are you really... drawing a line between us like this?
But I...
"...He's Mr. Park."
"..."
There is a line between you and me,
"Why don't you tell me your name?"
"..."
I don't like it.
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I'm good at thinking, but why can't I put it into words?