To...Who? (1/1)

△△△△△△Four days and he was still in my mind. Well Kris was usually always in my mind but more so since the last encounter. I couldn't help but feel my face flush with the thought of it. I was so stupid. I just... stood there! What did I think was going to happen, was he going to... kiss me? "Ahhh!" I cried out placing my head on my folded arms. "Hyung, she's still doing that," Chanyeol whispered to Baekhyun. The lounge hall was bustling with students on their lunch break as usual, the clattering of trays rang in my ears so did the sounds of giggling of girls and guys. I just gave a long sigh before I buried my face into my arms more. Under the table I felt Baekhyun's sneaker jammed into my leg."Yah!" I said loudly shooting my head up, as I took my right hand to rub the now bruising spot. Baekhyun simply stared at me, with a non moving face. "What was that for?" "You being a downer for the past four days," Baekhyun looked down at his phone before his eyes met mine again. "You are just so lovesick it's getting me ill." He faked a cough and I really couldn't help the eye roll. Suddenly Chanyeol slammed his hand on table causing the whole place to echoed with the loud slap. Students turned and sent us weird looks where Baek and I quickly bowed to them quietly apologizing. "Chanyeol, what the heck?""Confess!" He said with his booming voice, "Sara needs to confess, maybe if Kris knows how you feel for him maybe he will get with you." My eyes widen. Confession? I never thought about actually... telling him how I felt. My heart began to race even at the thought of sharing my feelings to him. I mean the situation can go in many ways. Baekhyun fingers snapped, "Yes!" He exclaimed in English with a Korean accent I couldn't help to feel the burst of laughter erupting my lips. "This is important you need to confess!" The loud bell rang urging us to class before I had something to say. I quickly piled my books in my bag before I swung it on my shoulder to see Baek and Chanyeol waiting for me. Hustling over Baekhyun linked his arm in mine. "So you gonna do it?" Chanyeol asked as he bent down a bit to talk to me. Just like Kris, but an inch shorter or so. Chanyeol's lanky form overpowered mine anytime.I opened my mouth to speak but nothing could come out. I let my mouth close quietly as I stared at the ground in front of us. If I confessed would Kris reutrn my feelings? "Come on, it's been three years. Three  years." Baek was right... Since Freshmen year I have only liked him... No matter how hard I tried I still couldn't get over him."I guess..." I said quietly. Baekhyun suddenly exclaimed loudly as he shook me happily. "Ah, ah, careful." I said as I pushed him away.  We walked inside of the art classroom and we took our usual seats near the center where most of the art tools were. Baekhyun to my right where Chanyeol on my left. My body fell into my chairs, confess? Would confessing help. "Do you think he's shy?" I asked quietly my head now being balanced on my hand. "Probably," Chanyeol said as he pulled out his books, "Ah maybe that's why he such a cold guy. You need to confess in a way where he won't be so shy and afraid of."A gentle way to confess? I tapped a finger on my chin, a gentle way...? Dinner? During lunch one day? Baekhyun hummed before he pointed his pen towards me, "A song?" Chanyeol nodded in agreement, "Like Romeo and Juliet!" He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, "You find where Kris lives. and I can help you with guitar. I'm sure Hyung will help you with vocals. Then at night you wait till the right moment and, bam!""Bam?" I questioned turning towards him."Kiss!" My eyes widen as I pulled his arm off of my shoulder."I don't think I like that plan anymore." I said quickly hiding my blushing cheeks. Baekhyun began to tap his pen against the desk in erratic beats. "For all I know confessing can be bad-""Did someone say confessing?" In the door way stood Kai or what I still like to call him Jongin. He had his uniform button down a bit with the sleeves rolled up. Kai wasn't bad looking at all, the very opposite. "Sara!"  He finally called seeing me, where he dashed over. Jongin placed his foot on the side of Chanyeol's chair rolling him away. I gasped as I saw Chanyeol sliding away giving a very mad look. "Jongin Oppa," I said slowly, "How have you-""Shh, it's Kai now," I rolled my eyes at his ridiculous nickname, "don't speak." He placed his hands on my lips where I quickly pulled back. Jongin then brought his hand to adjust the clip in my hair, I couldn't help but feel like a kid being pampered by their Dad before they head off to school. "I saw you weren't eating at lunch so I made you this," He sang quietly. Jongin opened his bag and brought out a bento box that had small yellow hearts on it.I smiled a bit at the thought, but I still felt sick from my nervousness. "Thank you but I'm not-"Chanyeol suddenly grabbed the box of food, "Thank you Kai, very very kind of you." "Hey! That's for Sara!" Jongin shouted standing up from his kneeling position in front of me. "Yah! Yah!" As they begun to chase each other around the class room. This was so embarrassing. Baekhyun was just silently shaking his head, covering his face. Krystal walked into the art class, her heels clicking as her friend Victoria followed. Causing the two kids to be silence."Kai Sunbae! Up on the stool please!" Krystal said, I could hear the bitterness in her voice. A case of the sour grapes. Baekhyun tsked Chanyeol as he sat down next to me. "Okay listen up!" Krystal said, "Remember stillness of the object can still have movement." She gestured to the sitting Kai who was in some ridiculous pose with his whole upper part of his body bent over to his knees. Even from my seat he was giving me a smile and he quietly waving. "Begin you have an hour!" Within that hour I drew nothing. Confess, perhaps that's why Kris was so cold... maybe he didn't know how I felt so he was just shy... Baekhyun could help me with lyrics like Chanyeol said, and Chanyeol with the guitar that could work... couldn't it? How in the world would I get his adress though. I quickly tossed out the idea and scribbled it off of my drawing book. Maybe, a dance? Then I thought about my two left feet and I have no sense of coordination.I slammed my pencil on the table causing everyone in the room look at me. My cheeks redden as I felt the eyes of my peers burn into my skin. "Sorry," I whispered as I bowed my head a bit. Baekhyun sent me a concerned look. Where I just tried my best to avoid his gaze. Stupid, stupid, stupid. With not another thought, I grabbed my note pad and bag and walked out. I needed to go home, or just away from this school.As I walked out I heard the shouts of Kai and Chanyeol before the loud sounds of a ruler against the desk and the harsh voice of Krystal ringing in my head. I wish confessing to Kris was as easy as getting your picture drawn. △△△△△△"Auntie, how did my Mom and Dad meet? Like how did my Dad get Mom to start dating him?" I asked quietly. My Aunt stopped cutting the pieces of raw meat and turned to me. "When did this come up?" She asked surprised. I usually never talked about my parents. When I was little I did a lot, but since I got to High School I stopped recently. I shrugged my shoulders, not feeling in the mood to explain anything about the Kris situation. "Hm well, it was actually your Mom who made the move first."My eyes widen, "Really?" I asked lifting my head up a bit, my confidence soaring a bit. She nodded her head as she began to rub spices into the chopped beef, "Yup, she wrote him a poem in their school newspapers." My Aunt paused what she was doing and waved a finger at me, "You know what, I think it's around here somewhere. Once I finish up here I can give it  to you if you would like." My lips pulled up in a wide smile and I nodded."Yes! I would love that!" I rushed over to her and hugged her, "Thank you~" I sang as I rocked her back and forth. She just laughed as she shrugged her shoulders make my grip slip."Are you sure there is no real reason you may want to know how your Mom got with your Dad?" I gulped quietly and stepped back, "I mean is there a guy Sara?"I just laughed loudly, cringing inside, "No guy, I'm just curious!" I said a bit too loudly. She stopped her actions and just stared at me before she laughed. "I-it's true!""Sure it is." I smiled a bit as she went back to work as I quietly walked out of the kitchen and to the main room for the restaraunt.She saw right through me, I knew she did. But my Mom, she wrote a poem in the newspaper. I quickly shoved that thought away. I could not do that, too embarrassing. Something like that should only be shared between the two people. Wait shared. Poem... Poem and letters. Ha! I got it. I clapped my hands together, I'll write Kris a letter and I'll slip it into his locker before school. I couldn't help but place a hand on my lips trying to stop the giggles that fluttered up my throat. This could actually work. I leaned against the wall, I could already see it happening.△△△△△△My breath got caught in my throat as I watched Kris walk down the hall way. Girls called out his name loudly but he just placed up his hand to silence them. The girls with sad faces turned away. In his right hand I couldn't help to see that there was a blue envelope. My letter. "Sara Kim?" He asked his eyes glistening brown.I nodded my head slowly before I gulped down my nerves. "Yes?" I asked him. Kris didn't respond but he stepped closer to me. His large hand suddenly cradled my right cheek in his large hand.A dazzling smile flashed onto his face. Kris Wu was smiling. My breath got caught in my throat as his thumb grazed over my lower lip. "I accept your feelings Sara Kim," then he leaned down closer... closer...closer.△△△△△△"Yah! Sara! Stop day dreaming we have customers!" My eyes shot open as I saw my lips were almost pressed against the wall. Ah! I was say dreaming again. I placed a cold hand on my heated cheeks before I suck in a deep breath of air. But the smile that was on my lips stayed. "Sara! Kim!""Sorry! I'm coming!"△△△△△△" Love note?" Baekhyun replied back in the phone. "Yeah," I was still holding the old newspaper my aunt gave me with the poem my Mom wrote to my Dad. "Do you think it's a good idea?" There was a ruffling of papers on the line as I studied my socks in the dim light of my room. "Yes it sounds great! When are you going to give it to him?""Tomorrow morning, in his locker."Baekhyun laughed excitingly "Woohoo! Sara fighting!""Fighting!" I called back clasping my hand in a fist. Kris Wu watch out to fall in love with me. Tomorrow he will know how I feel. "I'm going first I'll see you tomorrow right?""Yeah, bye Sara.""Bye Oppa!"I closed my phone and tossed it on the bed behind me. It was time. I took out a blue sheet of paper and my favorite black pen this needed to be perfect. Kris Wu please accept my feelings. If you don't...I really don't know what I will do...△△△△△△