Seojun's steps stopped immediately when he felt something hit his head, closing his eyes in annoyance, the boy turned around, looking at the cause of that hard blow.

Suho.

— What is your problem? — The youngest asked with annoyance, he had decided to leave him alone today and was already tempting him to hit his face.

— Today it's your turn to clean the mess. — The tallest boy's sarcastic laugh was heard when Suho passed by him. — Oh, one more thing... Go and get your motorcycle out of my girlfriend's house.

— Oh, I didn't know you had a girlfriend. — Seojun opened his eyes, falsely surprised and amused when he saw how Suho clenched his jaw before turning around, approaching him almost threateningly.

— Get your things out of Aera's house.

— Sure, I'll do it... — Seojun nodded with a pout before bowing his head. —When she asks me to. —This one said, looking at him with a cocky smile. —And at the moment, she seems to have no problem with having something that belongs to me in her house, ah, it's like when a boy leaves a sweatshirt at the girl's house he likes and she doesn't complain... You know what that means?

Suho pushed the taller boy a little, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt, and was about to say something before a voice interrupted him. — Yah, stop behaving like first graders, you better clean up this mess. — Aera's voice made both boys look at her, this one walking, already in her daily uniform, towards the stairs that would take her to the classroom.

The duo watched her go up without saying anything else, she walked as if she had not even spoken to them or had seen them there. Suho looked away from her first, noticing how Seojun was still looking at her and his eyes had that strange glow that he always wondered what it meant.

And after a while he had discovered it.

Releasing it roughly, he caught his attention again, earning a disdainful look from him. — What do you want? What is the reason you came back? — Suho questioned, at that moment there were so many things running through his head that he just wanted to clarify doubt by doubt no matter how crazy it sounded. — You leave like a coward and the first thing you do is try to approach her as if she were the only thing that interests you. Are you just here to get us break up?

— First, she is not an object that has a fucking name tag, Suho, if I want to get close to her, I will... — Seojun began, already letting out the annoyance he had inside. —And yes, I want you to break up, I want her to leave you. — he said without even thinking about it. — But I see that you don't understand the way I see Aera, so I'll explain it to you in a way that you'll surely be able to understand. — The taller one approached Suho, looking at him with a serious expression, sure of the words he would say, that was what Suho saw in his gaze. — I want to recover what was mine from the beginning, Aera was mine from the beginning and you knew it, but you always liked to have everything to yourself, right? So this time, I'm not going to try to ruin a friendship that no longer exists, this time, I'm going to take what's mine, what always belonged to me.

Seojun finished, making Suho clench his fists tightly, so much so that they shook a little, walking away, Seojun took the ball on the ground before putting it in the basket with the others, taking the plastic bucket so he could walk, walking away along the hallway and completing his task of organizing the balls they had used in class.

Suho could feel the lump in his throat the moment he was left alone in that place, wanting to shout at him all the kinds of curses known in his vocabulary.

Belong to him? She never belonged to him, not for a single second... right?

***

Aera's eyes looked at the screen of her phone, reading Seojun's name in the message bar.

Her lips stretched into a small smile the moment that familiar name was captured by her vision, it was something that had started to happen very often, and she was the only one who had not noticed that gesture. She touched her notification, which directed her to the messaging application, more specifically, to her chat with the black-haired guy.

They had both fixed that little problem they had gone through, they had reached an agreement, so the tension between them had gone as quickly as it had appeared.

The girl couldn't read the message when a call came on her line, Seojun's name was displayed in large, which made her clear her throat before answering.

—Little Sinag, good afternoon.

— Uhm, you sound like a man who is offering me a job interview. — The girl laughed when she heard him complain about having called him sir. — Well, I'm sorry.

— No, now tell me something nice so I don't get angry with you. — The girl let out a laugh when she heard the voice full of tenderness that he was making, denying, her body leaned back better in the seat of her car, Aera had managed to get the driver of her parents, who had returned, only to later going to a work dinner, to going to pick her up from school that day.

— Uhm, I don't know Seojun-i, that's embarrassing.

— Well, then tell me yes.

— Uhm?

— Come with me to the festival. — The girl opened her mouth, processing what he wanted. — Let's go watch Go's recital and then go watch me play, then we can go eat something by ourselves... Or with the kids, however you feel more comfortable.

The girl smiled when she heard the last thing, she knew that was not his intention, but she also knew that he was trying to stick to the deal they had made.

Her eyes moved to the window of the car when it stopped at a red light, looking towards a bus stop that was there, her gaze remained fixed on two figures that she knew very well.

Suho and Jukyeong.

Squeezing her cell phone in her hand, she swallowed hard as she saw how Suho moved his lips and that made the girl release a sweet smile, blinking, she turned her gaze forward. — Sinag, ah, I left you speechless, right?

Aera smiled a little, lowering her gaze, thinking, she didn't want to use Seojun like that, even if Suho didn't care about their relationship anymore, she didn't want to be like him, her motto was always: give what you want to receive.

And she didn't want to receive more than what she was receiving.

—I will accept your invitation to eat with the kids. — she clarified, listening to the gasp of Seojun on the other end of the line, who seemed to realize this and cleared his throat, which made the girl laugh softly. — I'll go see you play, but I don't think I'll be able to get there in time to see Go's presentation, at least maybe I can see her solo.

— It's okay, you don't have to feel obligated to go see my sister. — The girl appreciated that, she really loved Seojun's sister, she had known her since she helped her defend herself from some girls who bullied her at school, but it wasn't until recently that she realized that she was the boy's sister, They always talked when they saw each other in the hallways and so on, but they never touched each other's personal lives, until she told her about her brother and that he had gone on a trip, that's when she realized that that brother was Seojun.

— I'll tell her that you have diarrhea and then she'll leave you alone.

— Yah.

— Just kidding, little Sinag, but if you want me to give her an excuse, illnesses are always the best. — Seojun said with an innocent tone.

The girl shook her head with a sweet smile, sighing as she felt how the car was finally moving, leaving behind that couple that she was beginning to detest with all her being, she decided to continue talking to Seojun, forgetting for the moment what had happened.

***

Seojun's steps stopped when they collided with Suho's, the boy was going to pass by, he had already had a long day and the truth was he just wanted to go home and rest, however, Suho didn't seem to want to walk away this time.

— Do you like Aera, Seojun? — The question made Seojun stop, looking at the boy strangely. —And I'm talking about if you like it sincerely, that you're not doing all this just to annoy me.

—You know the answer very well. — The tallest one said immediately. — You knew it all this time but you didn't care, I don't understand what you gain by confirming something you already know.

— I like Jukyeong.

Seojun swore he felt his heart beat uncontrollably as he heard those words come out of Suho's mouth, tilting his head, Seojun was ready to speak before Suho interrupted him.

— But I love Aera.

—Go to hell, Lee Suho. — The boy got upset after that statement, he was determined to knock the boy's teeth out. — If you like Jukyeong, leave Aera, stop hurting her with your stupid indecision. — The boy complained, seeing Suho look at him with serious eyes.

— No... I don't want to lose Aera...

— You're hurting her, Suho. — Seojun clarified. He stared at him, wanting to let him know that he was serious. — You are hurting the person you say you love... Do you know who did that? Your father.

— Stop comparing me to him.

— Compare? You are exactly like him, Lee Suho. — Seojun laughed almost in disbelief. —Is this why you took away my opportunity?

— What?

Seojun ignored the boy's confused look, looking to the side, swallowing hard before inhaling sharply. — If you no longer want Aera as your girlfriend, if you want to be with Jukyeong, then leave Aera... — Seojun turned his gaze to the boy who used to be one of his best friends. —...leave her and give me back the opportunity you took from me...

***

The day of the festival arrived, and Aera almost didn't make it to see Seojun's match because she almost burst her head on the floor when loud screams scared her and caused her to fall from the stairs she was going down.

And all to make her wear a cheerleader outfit.

The girl didn't want to ruin the atmosphere that Seojun's friends had, so, without question, she wear the outfit, and so that was the reason why she was now next to the group of boys, on the benches, taking photos while waiting for the teams to be complete.

Receiving amused looks from everyone themselves, they were also dressed as cheerleaders.

Seojun heard the screams of his friends, turning around to see Aera cheering him on in a pretty green and white cheerleader outfit, just like all of his friends. — Yah, Han Seojun, you better win or I'll kick your ass! —Chrong shouted, making Aera smile as she waved the purple balloons in her hands.

Seojun smiled when he saw that beautiful smile calling his name with "you can do it", that single phrase made his heart feel full of joy, he had long fantasized about her cheering him up with that beautiful spirit of hers. Aera's eyes looked down at the figure that was entering the place, they connected for a second with Suho's, and he swore he wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked in that cheerleader outfit, however, the girl quickly looked away before he could even open his mouth, as she waved the balloons at the other boy.

Suho's eyes looked at Seojun, who was smiling like an idiot while blowing a kiss to the girl, looking away, he passed his eyes to Jukyeong, who was wearing a pig suit and seemed to be crestfallen, remembering the conversation they had had a few minutes ago, he did feel a little sorry for the situation.

"I have a girlfriend, and I haven't respected my relationship... I'm sorry, but Aera is my priority, I can't lose her for something... I'm not sure about."

Wow, he didn't even know if being with Aera was at least "sure", he didn't feel like before, he didn't feel like when they both made plans for what they would do once they went to study abroad, they even had plans for the apartment they wanted to rent once there.

Without a doubt, a month ago, he did see Aera as something certain in his life.

But now everything was blurry.

***

The match ended, and it was clear who had won.

Suho and Taehoo's team.

—It was just two measly points.

— I told you that dressing Aera as a cheerleader would distract him.

—It was Chorong's idea!

Aera was laughing as she walked next to Seojun, she was wearing his jacket over her body, it was already getting cold and the boy had not let her take off the outfit, just to have the excuse of giving her his jacket, plus, she looked very pretty that way. — Ah, I'm hungry.

— We are all hungry Chorong. — Aera smiled gracefully before seeing Seojun. —Weren't we going to eat? Can we eat fried chicken?

—Do you eat fried chicken? Oh. — The boys began to comment on that, Aera, in fact, looked like someone who took care of what she ate, so everyone was surprised that the girl enjoyed greasy things or things that you could easily get at a street stall.

But Aera had been blessed with a good metabolism, which was why she did not gain weight easily, although of course, she took care of her diet, but more for health reasons than aesthetics.

— I'll go to the bathroom first, then let's eat, what do you think? — The girl heard how Seojun whispered to her and she nodded, seeing him move quickly towards a bathroom, the girl's eyes moved to the side, noticing Suho near them.

Their eyes met for a second, and he gave her a small, almost sad smile, one that she would have returned if it weren't for the image of him and Jukyeong at that bus stop, or in that park, or on that rooftop enjoying of a good meal. She would have returned the gesture if it weren't for that melody that suddenly started playing.

It was Seyeon's song.

The girl turned her gaze to Suho immediately after making sure to check if she wasn't hallucinating, but no, Suho was now looking at the stage as well, Aera couldn't see him properly due to the distance, but she swore his eyes were burning at that moment, she knew that Seyeon was a complicated issue for him, she knew that, although it was not true, he continued to blame himself for what happened to his dear friend.

And Aera had a feeling of responsibility for the teen's well-being, and that was why, without knowing how, she was already approaching him, seeing him closer, she could see tears beginning to form in his eyes. —Suho. — The boy did not answer, letting out a sigh, he leaned on his knees, leaning his body forward in front of her, the young woman came closer to him, caressing his back lovingly, as she always did when he had one of those attacks.

That single gesture seemed to snap him out of his little trance, though not in the way he would have wanted or how he would normally have acted.

The boy abruptly walked away from her, almost hitting her hand to make her move away, Aera looked at him with big eyes shining in confusion, and that made Suho feel bad for his action, so much that he didn't know what to say, his mouth trembled, trying to find the words to apologize or excuse his attitude, but nothing came out of his mouth. — It's okay Suho, it's okay.

The boy walked away when she took a step closer, making her stop too, her outstretched hand lowered when she saw the rejection, the boy gasped, trying to stop the tears in his eyes, blinking, he walked away, starting to walk before she could. Apparently, a strong dizziness stopped him, almost falling to the ground.

The girl, worried about this reaction, quickly approached him, carefully taking him by his shoulders to prevent him from stumbling and falling on some clay pots that were in the place. — Suho, darling... — the boy tensed, breathing heavier at her voice.

— Go away... — The girl didn't quite understand what he was saying, so she didn't move, however, when Suho turned away from her abruptly and raised his voice towards her, she could only take a step back, looking at him with surprise to see it that way.

He had never yelled at her like that.

The boy seemed to realize his action and guilt filled him as well as terror, his eyes blinked in despair because he couldn't say a word, not knowing what else to do, he only managed to run out of the place, walking away through the dim streets of the place, and Aera, despite everything, was going to follow him, she didn't want to leave him alone in that state.

He was scared.

However, a grip on her arm, not so strong but firm, made her stop, without needing to see who it was, the girl knew instantly, the owner of that delicate grip could only be one person

—Seojun...

—He will be fine, you don't have to follow him...

Aera, despite knowing that he was right, refused to accept it, she didn't want to let go of Suho, because she was afraid that after that, everything would be over.

And she was afraid that would happen. — I have to support him Seojun, he...

— He already has someone to support him Aera... — The boy said, approaching her so he could take her hand delicately, his free hand went to her jaw, making her move her attention to the side and thus see how a body, familiar to them, was running behind Suho, calling his name with some concern.

Jukyeong .

—He has the support he wants. — The girl looked at the scene, almost with tears in her eyes, mixing with the words that came out of Seojun's mouth.

Maybe it was true, maybe he didn't want her support, not anymore.