-17-10-

I fucking hate Brian Kang.

No context, no explanation. Just a simple sentence that broke Brian's heart. What did he do? He always tried to look out for people, to help people to just do the best he possibly could... Why would someone he -probably- doesn't even know, hate him? His confusion grew and grew. His eyes couldn't get away from the papers.

-19-10-

Today I hung out with Sungjin, something I normally don't really do. Yes, he's cool and all, but we never really were friends, you know? He's just a guy I know since we both play guitar. He knows Wonpil, you know? One of the best friends of Brian Kang. I have met him a couple of times. He's nice, but a bit strange... Like, he likes to hug guys randomly? I don't really know what to think of him honestly.

That was it. Brian had names. He could finally start this search! With excitement he texted Wonpil and Dowoon, saying they should prepare for some awkwardness tomorrow, because you bet he will go to Sungjin tomorrow, asking anything and everything.

The whole night, Brian was lying awake. He was turning around in his blankets, he had his eyes closed, and tried to get taken away by the darkness. But it didn't work. He just was running circles in his head, thinking about everything. It isn't really something for Brian, the cool, happy guy everyone knew. He kept on thinking about the words written in a nice cursive font. They weren't supposed to be seen by anyone, but still, they were read. Brian felt guilty like he was a child who ate candy even after his mother clearly told him not to. He felt naïve for thinking like this. Maybe even childish. He just felt like he was someone else.

"You look broke," Dowoon pointed out when he met Brian.
"Thank you Dowoon, for pointing that out."
"What's the matter?" Now Wonpil joined the conversation too.
"Brian's on his period!"
"I'm not on my period! That's not even possible," he cried out. He hit Dowoon who was just grinning and chuckling. "I just couldn't sleep."
"That's unfortunate. You're always so moody when you're tired."
"Everyone's moody when they're tired."
"Yes, but you're extra moody." Brian sighed. It had no point starting a discussion with the two most stubborn people.
"Yeah, sure." The sarcasm was dripping over his words. "But did you guys saw my message?"
"Yes, we did. And we're both really confused." Brian sighed again. Why couldn't he have smarter friends?
"Well, the girl who wrote this diary is friends with Sungjin. And we're gonna ask him -everything-."
"Sungjin? You mean Sungjin from my band class? You mean the Sungjin who shaved his head?"
"Well, she did write that she also knows you, Wonpil. Because you know Sungjin."
"Wait, she wrote about me?! What did she write?"
"That you were strange." Wonpil pouted.
"She did not!"
"She did!"
"Why then?" Wonpil looked seriously hurt, and for a split second, Brian felt bad for him. He sighed.
"It's just a joke boy, don't worry." Brian smiled before disappearing into the classroom with Wonpil and Dowoon going after him.

"Sungjin!" Wonpil screamed as he entered the music room. It was almost empty, besides Sungjin and two other guys. Brian could vaguely recognize one of them.
"Wonpil! You scared me," sungjin said, shaking his head.
"I'm sorry. I'm just glad to see you again."
"You saw me two days ago."
"Yeah, but I just missed you." Sungjin chuckled. "I brought my friends! This is Dowoon and that's Brian." Sungjin smiled and waved before beckoning the three guys.
"What're you guys working on?" Brian asked. He looked over the shoulder of the guy he vaguely recognized. The guy didn't move an inch, but Brian noticed a blush forming on his cheeks.
"We're working on the prom plans. It's a tradition that senior years will help with prom, you know."
"You're already a senior?"
"He's not!" Wonpil screamed before Sungjin had any chance of answering.
"He's right. I'm not. But these guys are." The two guys smiled.
"I'm Sammy. This is Jae."
"Oh yeah, of course. Jae! I already thought I recognized you from somewhere." Jae nodded. His golden framed glasses sliding to the tip of his nose. His dark purple/brown hair was a complete difference from the blond hair he had when they first met. "But this isn't why we're here! Sungjin, can we talk for a second?"
"Here or in private?"
"Here's fine." Sungjin nodded.
"Okay."
"Well, I found this diary -or notebook- at a bus-stop-" Brian got interrupted by Jae couching. His eyes started to tear.
"Jae? Are you okay?"
"Yeah... I think it's just allergies. I'll be right back." Jae walked away, while Sammy followed him.
"Go on Brian."
"Well, there's no name in it. We searched for a name, but the only thing we found was that the person who wrote it is friends with you." Brian got the black notebook out of his pocket. "Do you know from who it is?" Sungjin shook his head.
"I'm sorry. I have no idea."
"It's fine..." Brian sighed. "Please, if you know something, let us know."
"Of course! I will!"
"Thank you so much." And with these words, Brian and Dowoon left the room, while Wonpil stayed with Sungjin