So I, I turned the radio on. I turned the radio up. And this woman was singing my song.

Lovers in love and the others run away. The lover is crying ‘cause the other won’t stay.

I was solemnly listening to Lisa Loeb’s voice as I was facing my laptop on a bench at Sungkyunkwan University’s open baseball diamond when I suddenly felt someone poke me from my side.

I looked up and saw this handsome guy smiling at me. I narrowed my eyes at him as I removed my earphones. “Can I help you?” I asked.

He smiled and sat beside me. “You’re Ashin Kim from the College of Social Science, right?” He asked me.

I looked at him even weirder. “How did you know my name?” I asked him. Somehow, it’s starting to get creeper how he knew me and he knew my department.

He smiled and handed me a note. “I’m Kieran Wu from the School of Arts.” He introduced himself but then he stood up. “We go to the same building every day.” He told me.

“O…kay?” I replied not sure of where this conversation is going.

He smiled widely. “I won’t beat around the bush,” he started as he inhaled and exhaled heavily. “I like you.” He confessed.

My jaw almost literally dropped. “What?” I asked in disbelief.

He chuckled. “I know it’s a shock to you but I’ve been watching you since you were featured in the Writer of the Month wall four months back.” He beamed.

I looked at him, wondering if he’s talking sanely or if he’s drunk. I don’t know. I just don’t find random confessions that attractive. Sure, he looks handsome but he looks like a jerk. Maybe this is just a prank.

I really don’t know how I would react to this.

He stared back at me. “I didn’t know you were even prettier up close.” He commented then he blushed.

I scoffed at him. Did he just act girly in front of me? “Excuse me, Mister. But I don’t fall into pranks like this.” I told him straight to the point. Just like what he did, I didn’t want to beat around the bush.

He laughed at me. “If this was a prank, there would’ve been confetti falling from the ceiling because your expression is gold.” He told me in between his chuckles.

I glared at him and he stopped laughing. “Chill, Miss Beautiful. This isn’t a prank, okay?” He told me. “Read that note.” He ordered me.

I looked at the note he handed me minutes ago. What if this is really a prank? He would laugh at me for falling for it. And besides, who would admit that he’s a doing a prank on somebody?

I am a Journalism Major and I’ve written numerous of creative stories and plots to the point that I actually already know how a boy thinks.

I heard him sigh when he noticed that I am not acting the way he wanted me to be. “Let me read it for you.” He said as he snatched the piece of paper from my hands.

He cleared his throat. “Miss Ashin Kim, meet me in front of your dormitory on Saturday. Seven in the evening. From the Handsome, Kieran Wu.” He finished and showed the paper to me. Those were the exact words.

But then, I narrowed my eyes on him again. “You know where I live?” I asked him.

He shrugged. “I told you, I like you.” He replied with a wide smile. “Wait for me, okay?” He repeated. Then he turned to leave.

I scoffed at his leaving figure. “Jerk.” I muttered under my breath as I rolled my eyes and continued to write the story I was trying to finish.

“Oh!”

I jerked up when I heard his voice again. I looked up to him, irritated.

He smiled from ear to ear. “Don’t wear a dress and don’t put too much make up. I like you simple.” He told me before running away.

I looked at my clothes. I am wearing a white knitted dress and I just put on my make up before I left the classroom earlier.

I watched his view as he ran up to his friends. He was always smiling. And I’m not going to lie. He’s really handsome. He’s too bright that I get blinded by the light rays around him. He’s a heart throb.

And that makes me even wonder more, why did he just confess to me?