The next day came.
The morning smelled like fresh dew. There were puddles in different sizes located in random spots, and the grass were wet with clear beads sitting on top.
While I was mesmerized by how pretty it looked, you were walking towards me but I didn't notice at all.
When I heard your footsteps getting louder, my head shot up. I wondered why you weren't in school since it was noon.
You sat near me like always. However, when I took a glimpse of you, your expression looked nervous. I tilted my head wondering why you had your eyebrows furrowed while you bit your bottom lip.
It was silent for a minute until you broke the heavy silence.
'Minho...'
'Yeah?'
'I wanna ask you something...'
'What is it?'
I could see you were very anxious. You looked liked you were about to cry.
'I like you...'
'...'
'...'
'M-Me too...'