How to Get Butterflies from a Chilling Confession

There was this son of a bitch who followed me around like a lost puppy. A big-bodied bastard who wagged his tail at every possible moment, following me with glee even when I cursed at him or kicked him. Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not talking about actual animal abuse; I'm talking about that piece of shit, Cha Mun-ho. Despite being childhood friends, I ignored the guy who had spent ten years chasing after his own best friend. I took it for granted that he liked me. But now, he says he's given up on me. Fine by me. I thought, *at least he won't whine about wanting to kiss me anymore.* But then, what the hell is this? “Hey, what the fuck are you doing right now?” “What do you mean… I’...