Three days later, within the last ten minutes, there had already been twenty-one incoming calls that were made by Daehyun this morning. I didn't know what else he had to tell me, and I wouldn't care. Whatever it was, I didn't want Daehyun to put hopes in me.
For me, his statement had been quite obvious since two weeks ago. It was enough to make me have to stay away. However, staying away didn't mean that I hated him or felt angry. I only thought that being away from him was necessary.
With a "ting" sound, a message arrived on my cell phone. After seeing that the message was from Daehyun, I was about to ignore it, but my finger acted ahead of my wishes.
"Chunghee, pick up my call. I beg you. I want to talk to you."
Reading the message, he suddenly called me, but my thumb rejected the call immediately and sent him a short message before turning off my cell phone.
"Daehyun, I'm sorry. Please don't call me again. Thank you for everything."
