Hate Girl

Unrequited love. A damned emotion, like yellow dust. Just as we know we breathe fine dust, the same goes for unrequited love. It has been 5 years and 120 days since I fell for my childhood friend. I was rejected every single day as naturally as breathing, but I vowed that I would confess my feelings no matter what the day the college entrance exams end. Then, one day, I witness a secret rendezvous between my older sister and the man I have a crush on!?