If it were not for love, she could've been called an obedient child all her life.
Gumi gazed upon the male's face. His complexion was perfect with shining purple eyes, matching his long hair. Magnificent as he was, she knew she could never claim it as her own. Her hand twitched in anticipation as she felt his arm brush against hers. She was so close, yet so far from reaching her goal. If only she had the courage to scream out her locked feelings, maybe she would have some peace of mind.
"Not now," she muttered, reminding herself that she was in the bus.
Squeezing her hand tighter around the handle, she checked her surroundings for a change of mind. Everyone appeared mundane, not even caring for their destination. Those people were probably dreading the office. She noticed a businessman falling asleep, most likely affected by the dreary aura trapped in the bus. Because of this sea of old men, the guy next to her shone even brighter. She eyes could not avert any longer. All she could do was stare at him, blinding her eyes as the old males' ugliness had.
At one point, he noticed her eyes and smiled back. Blood boiling in her cheeks, Gumi immediately twisted her head away. Her logic finally reached her to create even more embarrassment through her veins. She sensed his stare on the back of her head and didn't dare to look at him.
As soon as the subway reached her destination, she slipped through the crowd. She'll just have to confess next time.
It wasn't as if the guy didn't know her. They went to the same school and even talked to each other more times than once. Everyone around them considered them as friends. The thing they didn't know was how much she loved him. The thing they were clueless about were how and how bottomless she fell in love with him. If she was to be asked to die for him, she probably would.
That was why this rejection was so devastating.
Just as they got out of the subway that day, she dragged him to an empty spot and spilled her feelings out. Her palms and forehead sweated until she became dizzy due to loss of water. Her mouth stuttered every few words or so, but he kept on listening. In the end, he smiled at her with a pitying expression. At that moment, she knew what was going to happen next, but she couldn't change anything. After all, his feelings were his own.
This could be regarded as a movie without sound. His words didn't voice in her brain, but she understood it all the same.
It took a while until her mind processed that he had left. In that time, she developed a plan. No, it was more of a rapid change than a plan.
Not even her mother could've recognized her at the end of the day.
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