Chapter 16 (1/1)

“Ah. I see then.”, SeungHyun replied, with that signature smile drawn on his lips, that made any girl swoon, Including you, before.              Choi Seung Hyun is his name. He just graduated from your school last year. He was quite famous at your school then, not only with his looks, his height and everything you see in him, but because even if it seemed like he has everything, his personality never really changes.             You liked him ever since he had started his high school at the same school you are in now. For 3 years, you would take quick glances at him when you sit near him at the cafeteria. You would pretend you don’t see him at the hallways every time you passed by him.             For you, you were just a nobody to him. But as the years pass, as his graduation gets nearer and nearer at that time, you were given an opportunity to spend time with him.             Starting your high school days then, you are already helping your aunt at the library. That is where you are started to be known by anyone, since if your aunt is not around, students from different year levels, from elementary, middle school, and high school, would ask for your help to search for books, and some research materials.             Staring at the tiled floor of the library, you were waiting for the bell to rang, indicating that its time for the high school students to go, and your time to go home too.             After placing some books back at the shelf, you hear footsteps coming.             “Dae, the bell haven’t…”, saying while placing the book, then looking at who was coming, but you were stopped. Stunned, with what you saw, you almost dropped the other books you were holding.              With a smiling face, SeungHyun was approaching.             “Hi!...”, he said, smiling, as he stood near you.              “…Oh! Let me…”, he said, as he saw the books you were carrying, and took it from you right away. Still looking at him with that surprised look, his hands that nearly touch yours made you return to your consciousness.             “I…I’m sorry, I can take care of that.”, you said, trying to get the books from him.           “No,no. Its okay. It must be tiring carrying these heavy books everyday, you might need some day-off from this.”, he said, arranging the books with his other hand. “Uhm… Do you need help with something that’s why you are here?”, you asks, taking a glance at him then looking down, you can feel your cheeks heat up “Actually, yes. But I guess, I need to help you with this first so you can help me next, right?” he asks, smiling at  you.  Looking at him, you nodded in response. As you then lead the way to every shelves, placing the books the books back at their place. Your aunt doesn’t want them all messed up. After placing the last book to its place, he told you he’s in-need of books about physics that would help him to understand the subject easily. Handing over 3 books you personally picked, his fingers slightly brush yours, feeling a warm touch, making you feel comfortable. “Oh. Thanks, this would really help.”, he said, smiling, placing the books inside his bag.“Thank you too, for helping me to fix those books earlier.”, you said, placing your hands at your back, smiling shyly. “Its nothing…I guess I should go now.”, he said, as he was fixing his bag. Turning back, and starting to walk away, something stopped him from doing so. “Say, what did you say your name was?”, he said, as he turns again to you. “_______________. My name is ___________.”, you responded, smiling brightly “__________________... I’ll make sure to remember that.”, he said as he waved goodbye. And from that day, that nobody you used to be, became someone he knew and would often talk to. Before, you would pass by the school corridors, unnoticed by him. But now, you would often hear him calling your name. He would sometimes go to the library, and talk to you for some time. You grew close, but you tried to put that border between you. You would sometimes talk about things, about his studies, his rap compositions, the girl she really loves. Anything that goes into his mind. He really feels comfortable talking with you. But, its his time for him to say goodbye When he graduated, he left your place, then entering a university in Seoul. You heard he was staying at the university’s dormitory, with 2 of his high school classmates. You have never heard anything from him again. Surprisingly, he is here now, sitting beside you. Looking so different with the way he dressed, and maybe because the new color of his hair makes his aura new to you. Yet, still, his eyes were the same. The same eyes you would often see, filled with dreams, determination. That same eyes, that same bright eyes, that made your day complete. Before.  “Are you going to stay here for a while?”, you ask, looking intently at him. You can’t stop looking at him, as you can’t believe you are seeing the boy you used to bump into school, now turned into a man with full of enthusiasm . For the past months, or should I say almost a year now, it’s the first time you have seen him again.  “I’m not yet sure, but if I wouldn’t, I’ll make sure to go back after sometime.”, he said, that deep voice that never faded. That voice that once were music to your ears. “By the way, isn’t it late for a young lady like you to be walking around the city?”, he asks, looking at you with his eyebrow raised. Here he is again, showing that caring side of him, that side of him that almost made you fall in love with him fully. “I…I was just out…with some friends.”, you responded, looking down, then recalling what happened again, earlier. “friends? Or with someone special?”, he asks, curious. Looking at you, as he smirked. “No…no. I don’t have those kind of things.”, you said, looking at him with both embarrassment and at the same time denying such things. You are out with DaeSung, your best friend, but you just happen to bump into JiYong. No, you had just confessed everything, everything to JiYong                                                                                                            “…maybe its you, after all, you are with someone, right?”, looking at him, throwing him back what he was teasing to you earlier. “No…”, he said, looking back at the river, after taking a deep breath. You gaze at him, and saw how the expression from his face had changed. Staring at every detail, you see his eyes convey pain, sadness, loneliness. You know something is wrong. “…we broke up, a few days ago.”, he said, looking down,. Looking at him, it seems as if you are feeling what he is feeling. You start to recall those days, those days that he started to share stories about this girl, this girl that his friend introduced.At that time, you were listening intently, looking at him with a smile on your face, so happy on how he would tell you, how beautiful this girl is, how he was mesmerized by every little thing that she do. You have been there at the start of their story, and sometime you would give him advice on what to do, and give him some ideas what this girl might be thinking if he does this. You wanted to lie to yourself that you are not hurt, but you are. You feel a slight pinch on your heart every time he would call your name and share stories about this very special girl. You can’t help but feel a little jealous of this girl he dreamed to be the one he’ll be holding hands with. You pause, looking at the river as the moon shines brightly from above, stars sparkling filled the night sky. Cold wind passed by, making the atmosphere gloomier, full of worry. From afar, DaeSung was there, as he watched everything that happened, hiding himself behind the tree. From the time you were there, and as SeungHyun called your name, He knew right then, it was him. And at that point he kept on calling JiYong, but he wasn’t answering. ------------------------------ SeungHyun then stood up, as he looks down at you now with a smiling face. “ Let’s go.”, he said, as he offers his hand to be able to lift you up from where you were sitting. “Where are we going?”, you ask, curious and surprised. Not taking his hand. “I’ll take you home.”, he said, as he reaches for your hand, and pulled you up. Shocked, you look at him, then at his hands that still were holding yours. You can feel his grip getting tighter and tighter, as he leads the way.  Quite nervous with his actions, It’s the first time that he had held your hands. Looking at him again, this time much longer, his actions really starting to confuse you.