I want the floor to open up and swallow me.
I don't want to be here.
I don't want to face him.
This cannot be happening.
I really didn't think I would ever even have to see that person again and definitely did not think about that guy to remember my face.
I was a mess and embarrassed myself more than I would ever care to admit. I definitely stuffed it at the back of my brain in a small drawer with a 'never open' sign in big bold font.
So why would he remember that?
Then again he wasn't the one who ended up crying and dashing without paying for the damage. Maybe that's why he remembers me.
This was not good.
At least now I understood how he knew my name but that raised my previous questions about how he got my details from the boutique.
It also made me question if he was angry at me then why did he send a new set of uniforms?
Was I curious?
Yes.
Did I want to stand here and talk about it and interrogate him?
Absofreakinglutely no.
He just stands there with a small smile without saying a word and it makes me anxious.
He is very conventionally attractive.
If it was another situation, my nerves would be for very different reasons.
When I had wished the universe to surround me with cute guys on New Year's, this is definitely not what I meant.
He brings a hand up and scratches his jaw and my eyes narrow onto the fabric again.
Maroon leather.
Shit.
Stay away from anyone with a leather jacket.
Not only did I piss off the heir of the Choi group but now this guy, another one with a leather jacket, who I am sure, knows Yeonjun.
I mean, of course, this would happen to me. Not only did I piss off Yeonjun but also his friend.
His Cute friend.
Maybe I pissed off more of his friends somehow and I don't even know it yet.
I spilled coffee on this guy and then embarrassed myself by bawling my eyes out and running away. There was no way he wasn't angry at me.
That is the only explanation.
He got my name and address so that he could tell me to pay for the damages. That is the only reason he remembers my face.
Then why did he send me a new uniform? Because he felt bad I was crying?
He would still definitely ask me to pay for the damages right?
I mean, I am not that aware of designers or brands but the chances are the clothes he was wearing cost more that the apartment my family lives in.
I don't think even if I gave away all my savings for college to him, it would be enough for the damage to his clothes, school uniform, and also the boutique.
Shit, the boutique.
They were never letting me step foot in there again.
Maybe the universe took it seriously when I was whining about not wanting to go to this school.
"Uh, I would love to stay here and chat but I am late for class so see you later" not.
Please not.
I am about to dash past him, slinging my bag over my shoulder when he stops me, holding onto my hand.
His hands are the comforting kind of warm even in this chilly passage but it does not soothe my nerves. It only makes me more nervous.
I prepare myself to defend myself if he calls me out on running out of the boutique.
"Wait. I just want to apologize properly" he says.
I open my mouth to retort expecting him to ask me to pay for the damages but his words make me stop on my track.
Wait, what?
"Huh?" is the only sound I manage to make.
"I feel bad for what happened that day. It was my fault. I wasn't looking where I was going and I was absent-minded while talking on the phone. Not that it's any excuse. I am truly sorry. And I definitely didn't mean to make you cry. I just felt so bad. I am sorry" he speaks all the while holding onto my hand.
I cringe when he mentions me crying.
Also, why was he still holding onto my hand?
I tug my hand out of his grip and at first, I don't think he realizes he was holding my hand but then he lets go and takes a step toward me.
I involuntarily take a step back.
"You're new here right? You're one of the scholarship students?" he asks and I don't like the gleam in his eyes.
I thought it was kind before but now it is somewhat unsettling.
And just hearing him say he knows I am a scholarship student only solidifies my doubt that Yeonjun knows I am here on scholarship as well. They are friends I am sure. Maybe he was the one who told this guy.
I keep spiraling in my own head and I can't help the foul expression that takes over my face.
I am angry at myself.
I am angry at Yeonjun.
I am extremely confused by this guy in front of me.
And I feel like crying.
"Yes, I am the new student. I am Park Yuri" I introduce myself.
He seemed to relax a little more, maybe because I wasn't speaking up until now.
"Did you receive the uniform I sent? My driver told me he delivered it to you but I just wanted to make sure you received it" he says.
I just stare at him. I don't know what to say.
"Why did you send it?" I blurt out.
It has been on my mind ever since I received the parcel. I have just stored it in a corner of my cupboard and I planned on going to the boutique to return it today.
He looks a little confused at my question.
His eyes are very expressive, now that I get to look at them up close.
Yuri, stop thinking nonsense, I scold myself.
"I wanted to apologize for ruining your uniform," he says as it was the obvious thing to do.
That is one hell of an expensive uniform. For him to state this casually only makes me realize how rich he must be. Then again, who here wasn't rich? Even the students on scholarship were upper working class with their parents working in big companies to afford the expenses of this school.
"It is okay. You said sorry. But I don't need your dress. I got my uniform fixed. It's okay. If you tell me where to drop off that uniform, I would like to return it to you" I say.
I have never seen someone look as confused in their life as the boy standing in front of me did.
"But I don't want it back"
"And I can't accept it"
"Why?" he looks incredulous.
I open my mouth to tell him the uniform is too expensive even though he may not consider it as such but I couldn't take it from an unknown person, no matter how sorry they were. But just then the bell rings, informing students of the start of the class.
"I have a History right now. I can't miss it. See you at lunch Yuri" he calls out with that bunny smile on his friends like we are not complete strangers but rather have been friends forever.
I am too unsettled by his smile to call out after him.