eunchae likes you. no. you like her. no... what?

she couldnt... just point it out. you were so confusing. her face was bright red as both of you stared directly at each other, every move not even being missed — your eyes had a glint of confusion, her hands were sweating, your frown were deep and she didnt know what to do. hong wants to... but when?

terrifying.

she sighed quietly, looking way and adjusting her hoodie awkwardly.