In the cafeteria line, the usual murmur seemed distant, muffled. The smell of freshly made food, usually so comforting, was now almost nauseating. Mi-Suk felt her heart pound against her ribs, a frantic rhythm that echoed in her ears. You were there, a few steps ahead, oblivious to her presence.

Their eyes met for a brief moment. Time seemed to freeze. The world around them went silent. The warmth of your gaze hit her like a shock, a wave of electricity that ran through her body and made her blush violently. Her fingers tingled and her hands became damp. She swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in her throat. She looked away, desperately trying to hide the intensity of her emotions.

Her eyes wandered over the tray of sweets, but the vibrant colors and sugary aromas didn't appeal to her. She felt only the buzzing of her heart, the heat of her face, and the image of your face, etched in her mind like a painting. As she turned to leave, clumsy as ever, she bumped into another student. The impact threw her off balance and her juice spilled, staining both of their clothes with red splashes. Shock and embarrassment washed over her like a tsunami.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!" She repeated incessantly, her head down, trying to avoid the angry look of the person she had bumped into.

She felt so foolish, so exposed. You and the others had seen her, surely seen her spilling juice everywhere, tripping over her own feet. She just wanted to disappear, to teleport to a place where she could hide.