I wrote on a price of paper. I put my heart into my writing. It was the middle of the school day.
'Wonwoo, you're so cute when you sleep during class. I don't know if I can explain this... Your hair, your eyes, nose, lips, cheeks, jaws, everything is just so perfect. Sometimes I wish I was yours... But I'm not... That's doesn't matter. I love you even if you don't know who I am...
-a friend'
The bell rung and Wonwoo kept sleeping. I snuck over to him when the class room was empty. I folded the price of paper into an airplane and put it in his bag.
