"Saeran, what about breakfast?"
We were still laying in the field, as he kept looking at the sky. "Oh yeah."

He got up, and held out a hand to me. "Let's go." I took his hand, letting him pull me up.

As we were walking back to his house, I can't help but wonder why he lives all the way out here.

"Saeran, why don't you live in the city?"

"People disgust me."

"...Oh...I'm sorry..?" I didn't know what response he expected from me. He just clicked his tongue and ignored me for the rest of the walk back...Well, most of it.

"My turn to ask a question." He said and I turned to him. "Hmm?"

"I pretty much kidnapped you. Why are you still nice to me..?"

"I..." Why am I nice to him? I just can't put my finger on it... "I honestly don't know..."

He seems annoyed. "There must be a reason! Do you feel pity for me?"

"I don't know..."

We arrived at his house. "I'll make you something to eat. Then, leave me alone."

I can use this time to think about his question. But his words...Hurt. I feel a pain in my chest. I want to cry. Why?

Saeran didn't even spare me a glance...

Until...

"Saeran..."

"What?"

"I have the answer to your question from earlier."

He raised an eyebrow. "And..?"

"I-" I hesitated.

"I think I like you."

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