The Story of The Lover: PART X

I am not okay.

I thought that you were finally stepping up and confess to me all because you bought me a meal. A single meal.

But it's been three days now since the last time you texted me. It made me realize how delusional I could be.

You told me that your phone got broken, but why am I being skeptical about it?

And I hate it.

I hate the fact that I always seem to forget that I am way out of your league. Of course you're not obliged to send me messages from time to time, you have other important businesses to deal with, but I miss it. Sure, you're still eating lunches with me, and I am happy because of that, but on the other hand, you stopped walking me home. I find myself greedy for not being contented with the attention you're currently giving me. Maybe I am greedy.

And I really hate it.

I always have my phone inside my pocket, hoping that it will chirp soon.

Then it did.

@jeon_gguk
Hi im sorry for
being inactive :(

@jeon_gguk
I got busy with
school works and
soccer training :(

Silly you. You don't have to apologize at all, because I know that. I went to watch one of your practices one day after school, with a bottle of water in hand.

And silly me for thinking you would notice my presence at the crowded field, and for thinking I would be able to give you this cold drink. You were there busy chasing after the soccer ball, happily playing against the half of your team. You were too engrossed in playing the game, while I am too engrossed watching you.

You looked so handsome. Pearls of sweat made curls of your hair more define, and you looked manlier as the sun gave you tan. The soccer uniform of yours gave justice to your good body shape. Only a crazy person wouldn't get attracted to you.

You looked so happy. The other members are already huffing and chasing their breaths, but you were different, you're not tired at all. There was great determination in your eyes, and you kept smiling there. I can see it even from afar.

And then I saw Ara, standing at the other side of the field.

She was watching you too.

She was smiling at you too.

And I feel insecure.

And it's because she's beautiful.

I am not okay.