SHIN YUNA'S POV
The Chinese class is over and Ms. Tzuyu already left our class. Y/N was right, the lesson hasn't start. We only talked about how our holiday goes.
So according to the schedule, now should be the English class. But I don't see any teacher coming. I guess it's free time now.
"Yuna, can you come with me at recess time?"
"Ok, Where?"
"Rooftop."
"Huh...? What is it?"
"We had a thing to talk about."
Why is Y/N acting weird in a sudden?
"You seemed so serious, is it a serious problem?"
"Yes."
Y/N is scary right now. He looks so stern. I thought he was kidding but he has no expression at all. He changed a lot even though we just talked about nothing serious.
"Can't we just talk about it now? Why are we waiting for recess time?"
"..."
"Why Y/N? What's wrong? Is it about your family?"
"..."
"Is it about school?"
"..."
"Is it... Me...?"
"..."
"Y/N please, this is not-"
"Nevermind. It's nothing." He cuts me off.
This is wrong. This is not Y/N. There HAS to be something wrong. But I don't think he wanted to talk about it anymore. I felt guilt in my heart because I annoyed him.
"Y/N... Sorry... If... I annoyed you..."
He has fallen silent, looking down with his eyes closed. I can see his hands are forming fists on the table.
His whole body is shaking.
I can't do anything, he looks so angry.
Y/N, what is happening???
Suddenly he stops. His body stops shaking, his hands releases the fists away.
He let out a big sigh with his mouth still shut...
After a while I noticed that his eyes are dropping tears.
He's crying silently.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" I said patting his back.
"..."
"Stop it, Y/N, you're making me really worried..."
"..."
"Y/N!"
"..."
I have no other choice.
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I hugged him from the side...
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