That must have been the moment when I started liking that kid.
[Song Hyeong-jun] Love is True
"...It's raining a lot."
As I was packing my bag to go home, I heard a rustling sound and looked out the window to see it was raining heavily. I hate rain... Oh, wait a minute. I didn't bring an umbrella...? I'm screwed. I had no choice but to carry my bag and run to the shoe changing area. Do I really have to run... I'm going to catch a cold. I changed my shoes and was getting ready to run in the rain when suddenly an umbrella appeared in front of me. What the...?
"Senior, use this umbrella."
"...You don't use it?"
"I have another umbrella. You can use that one."
It was Song Hyung-jun speaking while holding an umbrella in my hand. "It looks like you don't have an umbrella... Really?" I asked repeatedly, and he said he did, opened it himself, and pushed me out. "Oh, hey...!" Then Song Hyung-jun waved his hand as if to tell me to hurry and go. "Okay, I'll go... Thanks for the umbrella...!" I said goodbye to Song Hyung-jun and started walking home.
And then I saw Song Hyeong-jun running home, holding his bag upright.
Love is True
As soon as I got to school this morning, I left my bag at my desk and went straight to Song Hyeong-jun's classroom with my umbrella. Luckily, Song Hyeong-jun was sitting alone, his eyes closed and his earphones in. I walked up to him and gently tapped on his desk, and he slowly opened his eyes. Seemingly unfazed by my presence, he pulled out one of his earphones and asked me what was going on. I handed Song Hyeong-jun my umbrella and began to speak.
"You didn't have an umbrella yesterday. Why did you give it to me?"
"I thought I'd need you, senior. Oh, did you get home safely yesterday?"
Song Hyung-jun, who had completely removed his earphones, asked if I was okay and moved a chair next to me for me to sit on. What the... this guy has such rude manners. I sat down and answered Song Hyung-jun's question. "Thanks to you, I had a good trip. You didn't catch a cold? You got drenched yesterday." Song Hyung-jun snickered and answered. "Even if I get drenched in the rain, I don't catch a cold. Are you worried about me?" Hyung-jun smiled and spoke, lightly slamming the desk. "Of course you're worried, right? You got drenched because of me..."
"Then, senior, I have something I want to say. Please listen."
"...What is it?"
When Song Hyung-jun asked me to listen to what he had to say, I told him I'd listen first and if it was okay, I'd do it. Hyung-jun then told me I'd regret it for the rest of my life if I didn't tell him. "Oh, I get it! I'll listen, okay?" Hyung-jun chuckled and sat up straighter at my words. "So, what do you want to do?"
"It's a date."
"...uh?"
"I'll wait for you when I finish. Let's go on a date."