You don't know since when your feelings of admiration turned into something bigger, something you didn't want to admit at first. You always denied that it would just end up like normal, until you realized it was almost three years since you liked him.

It's impossible for no one to like him. Look at him, tall, handsome, smart, talented, kind, and even play guitar. Sometimes you wonder, what's missing from him? He's almost perfect in your eyes. In your second year, you started to notice him because you were in the same organization. Other than that, you could only observe him from afar. Actually, you don't mind, because you are the type of person who only observes from afar, and doesn't even want to get too close.But fate said otherwise, in your third year, your final year, you met in the same class. A stroke of luck or not?

Even though you're in the same class, you rarely even talk, look at each other? Of course not. You still appreciate the moments you have even if they are limited to that. You wrote so many stories and poems about him, only the soul immortalizes everything in writing. You're too busy to even talk to him. You were so busy that you forgot it was your birthday.

After a long and tiring day at school, you finally take a break and open your phone. A message notification from your friend pops up. She sent you a forwarded message. A birthday message, from the person you least expect, Sunghoon. Oh and also a sketch of your face, which no one has ever done for you.

Why didn't he send it to you directly? Should you thank him directly? (Based on my story btw, we are still nothing unfortunately. Sad but well.. :) Enjoy)