When I left the café, the only thing that was on my mind was Minho's expression.
My blind date went back as he said something came up.
Before I could understand what I was doing, I was back in the café.
My eyes wandered in the chattering place looking for the boy with feline eyes.
A disappointed look washed over me when I saw no name or mark of him there.
I gripped my phone and went into the restroom asking its way with the help of a staff working there.
As soon as I entered, Somebody pulled me harshly in and pinned me against the wall.
I felt something wet streaming down my cheeks.
Tears.
I was overwhelmed.
I was sad.
To see him.
To see Minho.
He was so close to me, our lips were brushing just like they used to before we would connect our lips but right now everything was at a halt.
None of us dared to move.
Feeling his warmth made me cry more.
But I didn't let out a sound.
I just stared at him wide-eyed.
My heart was clenching.
and I thought was his heart too?
Does it hurt him too?
