I like you, Cha Seok Hoon. I am upset because I like you. […] I keep thinking about you, and then I want to see you. When I see you, I want to know about you. My head scolds me, but my heart ignores it. I thought time would heal it., but it’s just getting worse.
I like you too, President Yoo. I think about you and miss you. I want to know about you. I know. I felt the same way, but that’s all. I must not feel anything more than that.