Meanwhile, Hana slowly entered her house, left her belongings on the table, and collapsed onto the sofa while processing everything that had just happened..
—Ray.. is that really him? she murmured.
Her mind wandered through every memory she had with him, although none of them truly stood out.. that shy boy she once knew no longer exists.
—We've both grown up, now.. he's a man, a man that... she pauses interests me?
Hana lightly shook her head and left her phone on the table.
Only to grab it again a second later, her fingers quickly typing Sarah's contact before pressing the call button.
—Pick up.. pick up.. she said impatiently.
—Hello? Ha..?
Hana interrupted her before she could finish the sentence.
—SARAH! We need to talk, tell me you're alone..
Sarah looks at Cris and gestures for him to come closer.
—Of course I am, who else would I be with at this hour?
Tell me what happened, is it important?
—Sarah.. I ran into Ray, remember him? He was our classmate since elementary school.
Sarah and Cris silently celebrate on the other side of the phone, Sarah clearing her throat before speaking again.
—Ray? Of course I remember him, he's a friend of my no.. of my manager, that guy was crazy about you.
—S-stop saying nonsense Sarah.. he never even talked to me back then, we were classmates, yes, but.. we never really had a proper conversation.
Sarah shakes her head.
—Hana, you're the prettiest and dumbest girl I know, you were the only one who never noticed the way he looked at you.
—That guy was completely in love with you, you just had to see how nervous he got every time you were near him.
Cris nods, better than anyone he knows Ray's point of view.
Sarah places the phone against her chest so she can hear Cris.
He whispers quietly so only Sarah can hear him.
—It's true, that guy spent 12 years in love with the same woman.. Cris firmly takes Sarah's hand Tell her to take care of him, I don't want to spend weeks comforting him again.
Sarah speaks to Hana once more.
—Hana, I have reliable sources who know more about Ray than he knows about himself, so tell me... what are you going to do? Give me the green light and I'll work from the shadows..
Sarah looks upward remembering the countless times she tried to set Hana up with someone.
—I've spent years trying to get you to meet someone and now you finally seem interested in a man, so I'll personally make sure your future relationship works out.
Without giving her time to respond, Sarah hangs up the phone.
—Wait Sarah, but what if.. Sarah? Sarah?
God, this woman really does whatever she wants..
She lets her phone fall onto the sofa, though a small smile forms on her lips.
—Maybe.. maybe this time will be different, I should ask him about it next weekend.
No.. I can't be direct, he can't know that I know those things about him.. he'll think I ignored him on purpose back in high school.
What if he already knows? What if this is revenge for not paying attention to him before?
Hana's gaze slowly drifts toward her laptop.
Without thinking twice, she starts searching for him. Facebook, Instagram.. any social media where she can learn something about him.
—I found it! The school website.. let's see, Ray, Ray..
She says while searching through the student information, and there it is, Ray's profile.
The moment she sees his younger photo, her mind begins racing.
—That picture was taken on the last day.. during the trip.
That day it rained, that day..
Hana covers her mouth in shock.
—I talked to him..
Hana tries to remember the interaction they had.
—What did we talk about? I can't remember.. Hana pauses while trying to think although after that.. he became distant with everyone..
I need to ask him, only he can clear my mind.
She looks at the calendar.
3 days.. only 3 days until the weekend —she murmured.
Hana walks toward her room, leaving her shoes scattered around, and without even changing clothes she lays face down on the bed.
No, I won't let overthinking ruin another opportunity for me again..
she sighs
I'll let myself live in the moment..
Ray.. are you thinking about me?