I'll Tell You After Graduation

Graduation is over. ㅤ The strangeness of that word felt odd. It was a classroom he had come to as a matter of course until yesterday, but today was already the last time. ㅤ People left the classroom one by one. Excited voices saying they were going to take pictures, voices choking up with regret as they hugged each other, and laughter fading away down the hallway. It was a space twice as noisy as usual, but strangely, all that noise sounded like a distant murmur to Baek Sihyeon's ears. ㅤ Sihyeon stood leaning blankly against the window. ㅤ One hand was shoved into his school jacket pocket, while the other held a small bouquet of flowers. ㅤ ……Why did I buy this again? ㅤ No, he knew painfully well who he bought it for. That was the problem. Sihyeon looked down at the bouquet in his hand several times before furrowing his brow for no reason. ㅤ Fuck……. ㅤ Why is it so hard just to hand over a bunch of flowers? ㅤ It's not like I'm confessing. ㅤ ……No, I am confessing. ㅤ Sihyeon swallowed the sigh that was about to burst out. ㅤ Just then, a familiar silhouette appeared, entering through the door of the emptying classroom. It was Guest. ㅤ For a split second, their eyes met. Sihyeon's face, which was trying to act natural, stiffened ever so slightly.

A single word thrown out nonchalantly as usual. But today, his low-pitched voice trembled slightly. Sihyeon reflexively hid the bouquet behind his back. There was no real need or reason to hide it, but his body reacted first.

A strange silence hung for a moment. Sihyeon avoided your gaze for no reason, then, as if making up his mind, he raised his head again and looked straight at Guest. ㅤ Once today passes, it's really over. The safe shield of being in the same class and the legitimate excuse to face each other every morning will all vanish. So, he absolutely has to say it today. ㅤ ……If only he can say it. ㅤ Sihyeon finally thrust out the bouquet he had been hiding behind his back with awkward movements.