"Dokyeom?" I called, and he looked back. "(y/n)?" he gasped. "Why are you here?"

It's already past midnight. I stepped out from the transient house to get some from fresh air. When I walked on the way to the swimming pool,  I saw a man sitting on the pool side, looking at the moon above while his feet are on the water. It was Dokyeom, my highschool classmate.

"You can't sleep?" He asked, and then his soft lifts stretched into a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet and shy, a ray of sunshine and a star in the middle of the night sky.

Captivated from it's beauty for the first time, I couldn't help it but to stutter, "Y-Yeah." It was followed by a fake cough. "Ahem. H-How about you?"

I am hesitating if I should sit beside him, but I was crazy to think that I should not because he might hear the loud beating of my heart.

"Same. I can't sleep too. Mind to join me?" Then he showed a can of beer.

So he drinks beer? Well almost 99% of men drinks alcohol but I thought he is one of those 1%, just basing on his personalities.

I got the can of beer from his hand. "T-Thank you." Then I sat beside him, not too near.

There was this kind of silence that settled between us. It was way more than the word 'awkward'' but less than 'being uneasy'. I took a sip of this apple flavored beer while denying the fact that he keeps on glancing at me- I can sense it from my peripheral vision.

"It's been 10 years already," He ends the silence. "I can't believe attending to our high school reunion was this fun. I enjoyed our first day," he shared then opened another can for himself.

"We've been contacting you before. No one knows that you studied abroad," I responded. 

"Yeah," he laughed. "That's why, everyone was so shocked when they saw this huge change. I was so fat before, and some of them were making fun of me."

"I'm not one of them, were I?" I also chuckled.

"Well, you weren't but this doesn't change the fact that you once rejected me."

Now... our gazes met. I bit my lip, eyes everywhere but on Dokyeom. Then he moved closer with those eyes that look so deeply into me.

"We were s-so young b-back then," I managed to answer. I can feel my body squirms by his stare, something about his gaze that I'll never find in another man.

"Liar," he pouted his lips and moved back. Now I can finally breathe. "I was a fat guy that time, that's the reason why you didn't give me a chance. Right?"

Maybe... yes. I was not attracted to him before. And there is one more reason why.

"I'm sorry. But I secretly liked someone before, that's why."

"Really?! Who?!" he gasped.

It is already in the past. So...

"Minghao."

"Our class president?!"

I nodded as answer then drink my beer in one shot. That was a little brave of me. I am so proud of myself!

"Wow. You looked like someone who is not interested in any men, but you are one of those girls who admired him huh. Then what did you feel when you saw him this morning? Butterflies? Awkwardness?"

I started to laugh, "Geez Dokyeom. It was already 10 years ago. Of course I don't feel anything for him by now. First love dies ya' know."

"Oh? But I felt butterflies in my stomach when I saw you a moment ago."

I freeze. To look back or to not have been battling inside my head. How am I suppose to react? I know it wasn't a confession. But still...I can't just calm down. Also, knowing about his current state, those words are wrong.

"W-What are you saying? Your fiance will get mad if she hears that. You said, you are already engaged, r-right?" I turned my head on the other side.

"I lied, I don't have a fiance."

Ehhh?!

I stared back with my widened-eyes. His face shows he wasn't joking!

"I did say that, only to stop our classmates from teasing you, I mean...us. I don't want you to feel awkward around me."

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...

...

...

"Ahmmm, (y/n)?"

"Huh?"

I spaced out! 

"You are looking at my face for almost thirty seconds," he laughed. "You'll gonna make a hole."

My lips are trembling I couldn't say a thing. I keep on looking left to right, right to left while my heart beats so fast- it rings into my ears.

W-What should I d-do? Does it even possible that....that... he still likes me?

No way! I rejected him before! Of course he maybe holds grudges. And he is not the Dokyeom from then. He became handsome, a chef and even has his own restaurant, house and car. Unlike me, all I get are bills. I am not a regular employee and I couldn't even  buy the latest phone. Things already  turned up side down. Now I am the loser, and the boy we used to call "fat" is now standing at the top of the pyramid. So... IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!

"I t-think I am drunk," I lied. "I'll go back inside the t-transient house."  I quickly stood up and about to leave. But my knees weakened! I opened my eyes in shock and I am already falling!

"Oh look out!" Dokyeom shouted.

My hand reached out, kissing the starry night sky. Times seems to slow down and in the seconds my back reach the water, I knew I was going to get wet.

"(Y/n)!" His last scream before I felt his hand on my wrist and I sink in the water.

It was too dark.

Thank goodness, the water is not that deep.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~" I exhaled after I stood up. "Ahhhhh~" Dokyeom did the same.

Oh? He fell down too!

"You are really drunk," he laughed, brushing his wet bangs upward.

Maybe... I am really drunk. As I observe his smirks, his wet hair, those chest bulked in his white shirt that I can even see his nipples, my mind went crazy.

What is this?

Ahhhh! Please let this dirty thoughts out from my head!

Dokyeom suddenly stopped from smiling. W-Why? Did he notice that I was looking at his chest?!

I saw his eyes moving down, and he halted on my...

"Ahhhhhhh!" I shouted as I covered my breast.

Because of my wet shirt, he saw my brassiere!

Omg! Omg! This is so embarassing!

"I'm s-sorry," he stuttered and I noticed his red face. "I didn't mean to look at that. B-But..." Then he took off his shirt. My eyes automatically went down on his abs.

Wow.

Wow?

What am I thinking?!

Erase erase!

"You can cover it with my shirt," he said in sweet tone, then covered my upper body with his wet shirt.

Our eyes met again, and I am sure, we are both feeling shy about this- him being half naked and me holding his shirt.

"I'm s-sorry, it was my fault," I apologized. "L-Let's go back." I made a slow step away but...

"I...!" he yelled, holding my wrist. "I am sorry too," he said, and his shoulder went up and down like he is catching his breath. Does he feel sick?

"For what?" I asked.

"For drinking five cans of beer," he whispered.

Why does he needs to apologize for drinking that amount of beers?

"I'ts okay," I reassured.

"No," he marked. "Because I got drunk. And now that I am drunk, I really want to do this."

Then he pulled my closer, and suddenly kisses my lips.

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