MY CRUSH, MY NEIGHBOR
”And—“ I paused. Should I tell him that I am Honey’s biological father?
“And?”
I stared at him, weighing if I could trust him or not. Kim Mingyu was a friend way back in high school, but he’s closer to Jeonghan than me. They were both the varsity players in Basketball Association, and as far as I remember, he didn’t like seeing me with Yoo-Mi, well, that was before.
“Let me tell you a secret.” He then burst out.
And I stayed silent provoking him to continue.
“Two years ago, a man I was very close with, asked a favour from me.” he stood up and opened a grey metal drawer and pulled out a piece of paper. “Because he was a friend, I did what he ordered me.”