my sweet savior ; choi san

FIVE

I tried to avoid San in every way I could. I didn't go to the staircase at the back of the school. I didn't go to the music department to work for them. I tried to run away every time a lesson was over, because I didn't know if San was going to come find me in class or not. I was sure he wanted an explanation, but I was not ready to talk about it. I didn't want to face him, so I tried to avoid him for as long as I could.

Unfortunately for me, he found me anyway. I was walking out of the university when San grabbed my arm.

《Wait》 he said

I shook my arm out of his grip and walked away again.

《Y/N, please wait a second》 he said, running after me 《Can we talk?》

《I have nothing to say》

《But I do!》

《I don't have time》 I replied

《Y/N!》 he firmly said, stopping in front of me

I sighed and rolled my eyes.

《Let's talk about yesterday》

《There is nothing to say》

《If you don't want to talk about it, then just listen to me okay?》 he said 《I'm sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to cross the line. I didn't know what I was doing》

《I accept the apology》 I replied, and tried to walk past him, but he stopped me

《The way you reacted was weird》 he said 《Is there something you're not telling me?》

《There's nothing》

《If I made you uncomfortable for another reason, I wish you would tell me》

《You're no one to know about my life》 I snapped 《I don't have to tell you anything》

《You're right, I'm no one》 he said, stepping back 《Goodbye then》

Without even glancing at me again, he walked away. I cursed at myself in my head for snapping at him again.

For the following three days, I didn't even have to avoid him. He clearly didn't want to see me, or talk to me, and the few times we walked past each other he never even noticed I was there. It was like we were strangers again.

It hurt me that we were drifting away, because deep down I knew I was developing a crush for him. During the days when we were finally getting closer, I thought we could be happy, but in the end I ruined everything again.

On the third day, while I was attending a lesson I got a text from Ryan, saying that he was coming home that day. I wanted to make up and excuse and tell him that I had something to do at the university, but at the same time I knew that if I didn't go home as soon as possible, he would have been mad.

When that afternoon I walked into my apartment, Ryan was already on my couch, with a glass of wine in his hand.

《What took you so long?》 he asked, cold

《I had lessons》 I replied

《Your mom called yesterday》 he said, and I froze 《She said she's been asking you for us to go to dinner together numerous times. Why didn't you tell me?》

He slowly got up and walked to me.

《The last time you came here you stayed only for the night. I didn't have the time to talk to you about it》 I said, weakly

《Didn't I tell you to not keep things from me?》 he asked, grabbing my chin and making me look up at him

《I'm sorry》 I said 《I didn't want to stress you. I had good intentions》