"YAH KIM MYUNGSOO"
I screamed. My hands were frantically rummaging through my things as I searched for my favorite pencil. I was almost certain that I knew who had it.
"Ye?" The figure next to me turned to face me. He widened his eyes innocently, folded his hands, and placed them on the top of our shared desk. I clicked my tounge and shook my head. This boy. Chincha. I've known him since kindergarten. He was my very first friend. Over the years, we both grew out of that awkward stage. Well, sort of, Myungsoo is still cold, but he's more willing to open up to people. As long as they don't give him a bd impression. Me, on the other hand, am no longer cold. I still don't approach people, but once I become friends with them, I'm very loud and open. But no one ever understood me like myungsoo. For some reason, the only person I trusted completely was myungsoo. And to this day, he is the greatest friend I have.
"Tchhhh . Don't play innocent. I know you have it!" I scolded. His facial expression remained innocent, but I saw right through it. First of all, innocent just wasn't... Him. I stook out my hand, signaling for him to hand it to me. He remained still. Fine, you asked for it. I raised my positioned finger to his forehead and flicked him.
" AIIISH. Ara, here." He reached into his pocket and gave it to me, then started rubbing his forehead. " Why do you flick so hard?!" He questioned. I just sighed and clicked my tongue-- something I do frequently.
"I don't even flick hard. You just have a soft head" I countered. He stuck his tongue out to me and I reacted by raising my arm, warning to hit him. Of course, I wasn't ACTUALLY gonna do it, but he flinched anyway.
"Aigoo, this trouble maker" I shook my head. He leaned in and poked my cheek.
"You still love me though" he teased and chuckled. Of course, he meant it in a friendly way. But despite knowing that, my heart still began beating faster. My eyes widened for a second-- just a second, and I quickly recovered. " yah, how can I not? We're best friends!" I screamed at him. He just laughed, not knowing how I really feel.
Alright, I admit it. I, Kim Min Ji, like my bestfriend, Kim Myung Soo. Now wouldn't this be the perfect Korean drama? To be honest, I love those things. They're so interesting and just... Perfect. But, this wasn't a Korean drama. Therefore, I cannot make up a happy ending. I can only hope for the best, or avoid the problem overall. To be honest, I've thought of confessing my feelings, but when I think about it, I just can't.
We're the best of friends. We tell each other secrets, go over to each others houses, and constantly nag and compete with each other. We console each other, share our dreams and future plans, and we even share food and drinks. Our friendship was perfect. And that's exactly why I can't tell him. Our friendship was too precious to me. I could never risk that. And so, I'll remain silent, and eventually, things will get easier. Right ?
I never ever knew what it was that made me start liking him, or when I started liking him to begin with. Maybe it was just the chemistry and friendship we had. Maybe it was the way his eyes twinkled only when he was genuinely enjoying his time. Maybe it was how ambitious he was. Or maybe it was just how confident and sure he was about his dreams. He was good at basketball, but his real dream was to be a singer. When he talked about his future plans, his eyes change demeanor and he talks with such confidence that could make anyone believe him. He's the type to chase what he really wanted-- and I admired that trait very much
The last bell rang, signaling the end of the day. I quickly cleaned and packed my things and rushed out the door.
"Min Ji! Hold up!" Myungsoo called. I stopped and turned, waiting until he caught up.
"Are you going to the park today?" Myungsoo asked. "Aish, of course!" We've been going to the same park ever since second grade. It had a rec center for rest, a big grassy field, a playground and a basketball court. It was the perfect place to hang out. We made a lot of memories at that park , and were still in the progress of making new ones.
We walked down the long path leading to the park and finally arrived after 10 minutes. It sure was hot today.
"Yah, buy me ice cream today" I said. He turned towards me and raised his right eyebrow. "Please?" I asked, rubbing my hands together and pouting my lips.
"Arraso, arraso" he gave in. We dropped our bags off by the rec center, and started towards the ice cream shop. It was right next to the park. Next to it was a gas station and a convenience store, but we didn't go there as often.
" can I have a one scoop green tea ice cream, and one scoop vanilla ice cream? Both in cups please" myungsoo ordered. He paid, and handed me my ice ice cream, then we began making our way back to the park. As soon as we finished our ice cream, myungsoo's basketball friends dragged him to the court. I followed along, and decided to watch them play. It was entertaining.
I watched as he effortlessly juked each player out and shot. Beads of sweat trickled down his neck, but it didn't falter his looks. Infact, could he possibly look more attractive?
Soon enough, we both decided to go home. It was a school night anyway.
We both walked up the same path as before, but stopped before a tunnel. Before the entrance of the tunnel, on both sides, there were two neighborhoods. I lived in the one on the right, and he lived in the one on the left. Before I could turn and leave, Myung soo stopped me.
" let's go to that shopping center tomorrow afterschool. It's a Friday anyway. Oh, and we can ride the trolly through the whole mall." He smiled.
"But I have practice tomorrow, you know that" I replied.
"Aish, just skip it for once! I have something important to tell you" he said.
" fine, I'll try. It better be important!" I scolded. We laugh and walked into our separate neighborhoods.
I entered my home, took a shower, and hopped into bed. I was too tired to do homework
And decided to do it tomorrow morning before school started. I laid back and stared at my ceiling. I wonder what myungsoo has to tell me. It must be good news, he seemed excited about telling me. I sighed and turned onto my side. I pick up my favorite doll and tightly hugged it.
'Let's hope for the best tomorrow" I sighed and closed my eyes. And with that final thought, I drifted off into slumber.

Author's Note;

they're in fifth grade btw x) please comment. I like feedback ^~^ and thank you for reading !

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