My Heart (1/1)

We kept looking at each other. He had removed his sunglasses, and I could see his orbs clearly. They were noticeably cold, and unfortunately unreadable. And that sent shivers through my skin. “Hani? What are you looking at?”My mom followed my gaze, but somehow I didn’t want her to see Junhyung. I hurriedly pretended to look elsewhere but him.“The clouds, mom. They are beautiful.”“Ah, they are, Hani.”My mom smiled, and she thankfully continued watching the games.I turned my gaze back to Junhyung, but he, sadly, had gone. My heart, why did I felt pain in my heart?Did it pain me to know that he was gone?How did he always give that kind of effect on me?Why did I keep thinking about him even when I was with somebody else?What were my feelings towards him, actually?Why did questions after questions about him appeared in my mind even though I knew I shouldn’t be thinking about him? Hani, did you, perhaps, had feelings for Junhyung? “No!”I couldn’t believe I had that kind of thought!“Hani? What’s wrong?”My mom was looking at me worriedly.“Huh?”“You screamed, out of sudden. Is anything wrong? Does your head hurt?” Yes, it did. The unanswered questions brought pain my head, and the bump earlier didn’t really help to ease the throbbing. I closed my eyes, and I could feel my head spinning.“Mom, I think I need to lie down. I’m going back to our room, yeah?”“Oh my dear, do we need to check your head up? Maybe the hit did some damage.”“Ah, no, mom. I’ll be okay after some sleep, I think. And you don’t have to come with me, I can be on my own.”My mom was still worried, but I just squeezed her hands in assurance, and I stood up, heading to the elevator. Joon and my dad were still playing, so I just left without telling them. I saw the elevator door closing, but I was not in the state of stopping it. I didn’t feel like running.“It’s okay to wait, Hani.” I said to myself.But a hand held out from inside the elevator, holding the door for me. The person might have seen me approaching, I guessed. I quicken my pace, and I rushed into the elevator just to knock into Junhyung. It was just the two of us inside.The door closed, and the atmosphere was awkward.“Which floor?” He asked.“Eight.” I answered without even looking at him. Being with him in such a small space after our episode of staring at each other was a bad choice. It was mortifying and plain uncomfortable, I felt my heart was jumping out of my chest, and the pain in my head doubled. I felt lightheaded, my feet were missing its strength, I had to stabilised myself by holding the walls of the elevator. “Yah, what’s wrong with you?”Junhyung was fast holding my hands, and from the tone of his voice, he sounded worried. I was still unable to look at him.“Lee, are you okay?”Lee?He still called me Lee, even though he knew I was in a bad condition right now?He still called me Lee, even though he was the one holding my hand?Why did it felt like my heart shattered into pieces? I pushed his hand away.“Lee--”“No, I’m not okay, Junhyung.”I looked at him, I was sure I had tears threatening to escape from my eyes, but I didn’t care. I looked at him straight, I wanted to show him the pain I felt right now. “Yah, Lee Hani. What happened to you?”“Do you really don’t know what’s happening to me?”He looked at me questioningly, but he didn’t answer my question.“So this is how you are going to play this, huh? You won’t answer my questions, you never answer my questions, Junhyung.”I took a deep breath, and straighten my stand. He looked shocked at my retort.“Yah, Lee--” Ting! The door opened at the sixth floor. This must be his stop. But he still stood beside me, and soon the door closed.“Why didn’t you get out?”“Why are you doing this to me, Hani?”“What? What did I do to you?”Wait, did he just call me Hani? Ting! And we had arrived at the eighth floor.