The tears that had been trickling down my face started flowing like crazy as soon as I got home, like a faucet had been turned on. I had to stop crying because I had school tomorrow, but the tears just kept flowing.
‘We are friends, nothing more, nothing less.’
I never thought those words would come out of my mouth. No, I'd always thought about it. Ever since I met Kim Taehyung and he told me he liked Baek Soyeon, I'd been thinking about it.
Don't try to explain our relationship by calling us friends.
It was something I said to Kim Taehyung and to myself. I hadn't seen him much, but I was upset when Taehyung said something that could be misunderstood and then said, "Because we're friends."
It was also to maintain the line between us. We were meant to keep that line from being crossed.
***
Maybe it was because of what Yeoju said yesterday, but I thought about sending the KakaoTalk message I sent without thinking twice, and I kept deleting and rewriting it.
“Aren’t you going to school?”
My older brother, Namjoon, was my older brother.
“I have to go.”
After giving a short answer, I put on my cardigan and went out to the living room with my bag.
I went out to the living room, put on my shoes, and took the elevator, and I kept debating whether or not to let him go.
“Haa.. I don’t know..”
I turned off my phone and put it in my cardigan pocket. I couldn't bring myself to look at Yeoju. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but I wished Yeoju hadn't come to school because she was sick.
While I was wondering what to talk about with the female lead and how to act naturally, I arrived at the bus stop.
“...”
The heroine was sitting on a chair, legs crossed, playing on her phone. While her head was contemplating what to do, her body sat down next to her.
"hi."
And then I spoke. The heroine looked at me.
“Uh... hi.”
The heroine's eyes were red and her voice was hoarse.
“Are you sick?”
I thought it was okay to ask this much as a friend.
“...”
The heroine didn't say anything. Then, as the bus arrived, she walked towards it and said in a hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?... Oh, it hurts."
I got on the bus and sat down next to Yeoju. Why does it hurt? Why does it hurt? I thought about everything I could think of. But no answer came to the question. So, in the end, I just asked, "Why does it hurt?"
"I don't know."
He asked the female protagonist again, who didn't know why she was sick.
“Where does it hurt..?”
The heroine turned her gaze from outside the window to me at my question.
"I don't know."
After answering, he turned back to look out the window. He had nothing more to say. Yeoju and I were just friends, nothing more, nothing less.
***
When Taehyung asked me if I was sick, I answered in a hoarse voice that I was.
A few minutes later, he held me next to him and asked why I was in pain. I couldn't answer. "It's because of you, Kim Taehyung."
"I don't know."
So I answered curtly. Then you asked me again.
“Where does it hurt..?”
I turned my gaze from the window to Kim Taehyung. Just seeing him was enough to answer my question. But Kim Taehyung, who seemed clueless, replied curtly, "I don't know."
I turned my gaze and looked out the window.
Swallowing the words, "My heart hurts. Because of you..."