It was Tuesday, and I was going to confess. I had nothing to lose, but everything to gain, so screw it.
I was at my locker, waiting, when I saw him.
...With another girl.
He was holding her hand.
"Uh... hi?" I said, confused and pained.
"Annyeong little Jiyeong!" He greeted. "This is Grace.~ Yesterday, I was assigned to help her around the school, since she moved here from America... and now... I love her.~"
"Hi!" She said. "Jiyeong?"
I nodded, slowly. "Uh, yeah. I, uh, got to go."
I rushed to the bathroom, already silently sobbing. I didn't care about anything except him. That bastard who didn't tell me, and that girl.
I thought it was going to be okay...
But I wasn't. Instead, I was angry.
I locked myself in a bathroom stall, and full out sobbed, drowning in my own salty tears. My eyes became puffy, I tasted the tears, and my throat clenched up. I didn't notice. I screamed.
Someone knocked on the stall door. "H-hullo?"
I sniffled. "What."
"Are... are you okay?" It was a sweet, innocent voice. A true one.
"Not exactly," I said, with a tinge of sarcasm. "Who are you?"
"Oh, I'm Sunjinham.~ Is it okay if you come out..?"
I sniffled once more, wiped my eyes, and stood up from the toilet.
Opening the door, I saw her. A beautiful girl, with long, black hair that she wore down. Her eyes were big, but unusually, green. She had small, cute lips.
I thought I was lesbian for a moment.
"Annyeonghaseyo," I said. "I'm.. Jiyeong."
She smiled weakly. "Nice to meet you.~ Would you like to tell me what happened..?"
"You swear you won't t-tell?"
She nodded quickly, and I saw the truth in her eyes. I trusted her.
Taking a deep breath, and exhaling, I spilled out everything. From how Hobi and I met to now, and how changed me from the typical rich, popular girl to a humble one.
After I told Sunjiham, she smiled. "You'll be fine. It must be the worst, but once you won't cry in front of him, maybe consider confessing."
"I was going to," I said, with wide eyes. She had fantastic advice. I shook my head. "But I'm scared."
"That's why you might have to take a break from him." She paused. "Want to be friends?"
I nodded, and cried into her shoulder. We were the same height, I realized.
She rubbed my back.
We were going to be friends. Hobi and I will hopefully be more.
~.~
Depression at it's best.
I luv uuuuuu, and imma write. Byyyyeeeee