Weary [PJM]

and

monday is back.

and in the past five days,

i didn't see you in school anymore.

was it because of that stupid date thing?

did those jerks hurt you again?

is it really my fault?

"what the hell is happening?"

after cursing myself under my breath,

someone elbowed me,

"are you still thinking about that strange-bench-girl?" taehyung asked, playfully smirking.

but i didn't answered.

"don't worry, she's physically fine." he then said.

by hearing that,

i look at him suspiciously, "how can you tell that?"

"she lives in my neighborhood, remember?" he said, "but im telling you, she's emotionally wreck right now."

i unflatteringly knew it,

but,

"why?"

"her mother died in pneumonia three days ago."

i was stunned as i hear him saying that.

"why do you care about her anyway?" he then asked, grinning at me, "do you like her?"

do i like her?

"the professor is coming!" one of the students panicked.

"eish! i have no answer for the homework, how about you?" taehyung said,

but i didn't paid attention to it.

he elbowed me once again, "do you have the answer?"

"yes."

"great! share it to me then, what is it?"

"i like her."