By then, Andrew and I had been desk mates for nearly ten years. We had promised to be desk mates for life, to go to the same university.
But... promises were eventually broken.
And my feelings for Andrew became increasingly difficult to express.
Andrew was never short of girls chasing after him, but he always kept a proper distance from them, except for me, his childhood friend, and the new girl, Usan.
Maybe that's why Usan never liked me. She warned me more than once, "Stop those little thoughts of yours and stay away from my Andrew!"
But I hadn't spoken to Andrew in a long time—or rather, it was Andrew who had been ignoring me.
What she didn't know was that as soon as Andrew asked to change seats, as soon as he repeatedly ditched me for Usan, my heart had already begun to waver. Was liking Andrew really the right thing to do?
I didn't know.
3
I soon found out how Usan planned to "make sure I pay."
During a chemistry experiment, the counselor suddenly walked in with a stern face and asked me to step out.
Everyone around froze—they knew this was a sign that the counselor was about to lose his temper.