2 AM | Friday

"here."

he hands me a pillow, which surprised me as it came out of nowhere. the one pillow, which felt soft and the texture was ever so comfortable. i continued to stare at him with confusion.

"why-"

"it's probably the texture of the pillow you sleep in.... i suggest you try it."

"but where did you-"

"it doesn't matter. i want you to try it."

i nodded and continue to do as i was told. i tried going to sleep with the comfortable pillow and to my amazement.... effects did not take into play.

"it's not working... i still..."

a phone rang. it was bizarre because i do not bring any devices for when i contemplate. hyungwon apologized and took the call. his action made me realize that it belonged to him. things such as eavesdropping remained disrespectful for me, so i gave some privacy.

"minji."

"yes?"

"that's my pal who called. since i have been suspected by my dorm advisor for sneaking out into clubs, i'd like to invite you to my dorm instead."

"uhh-"

"it's alright if you don't wish to come-"

"i'll go, i have nothing else better to do."

truth unveils, didn't it? as someone who is introverted like me, the thought of these rendez-vous were simply out of the picture. however, hyungwon earned his trust from me, for which is the least i could do. i had to get to know him.

"i'll-i'll come tomorrow if you want to. what time?"

"whenever, you have my number."

a sudden memory scintillated inside my head which became as clear as day. not too long ago, he left a note with a number scribed on it. thinking it was not mine but for he had forgotten, i kept it to return it to the indigenous possessor... him. but, since it was indigenously for me, returning it was of no use.

my response mass of nothing but a cheerful smile... i was elated, for i have never been close with any men who are of the opposite gender. it was nothing but fresh.