You were a quiet, nerd student in the class although you had friends. There was this boy who you liked so much, Yijin. Your best friend. But you never showed a sign, and he never felt you liked him. He mostly gives you mix signals, and he liked other girl that isn't you. You knew it, because he shared it to you.

Both of you were alone, sitting in a bench and it was night around 8 pm. You were silent as he was talking and listened on what he says. Just like always.