rain, but not weather. today is the day you confess to minho. so what if he was the king of the school and the chances of getting him were zero? buying a boring iced latte, you walk to school, handing the coffee to the guy with cat-like features. the words fly off your lips, and you yourself do not notice it.

— Seriously? Shove your iced latte up your ass, you're ugly and have no right to even walk near me if you don't want to be laughed at, monster. And yes, it's not mutual.

the words were like the ringing of bells, causing a ringing in the ears and an unpleasant silence around. the heart is broken, while someone else's continues to accept confessions.