Bonehead Play

Woo Kwon-bin, the number one high school baseball pitcher whom even the Major Leagues have their eyes on. And my first boyfriend.

“Don’t you know that athletes are naturally promiscuous?” “He has a handsome face and a great body. He’s popular too. Do you think a guy like that would seriously date you?”

Nineteen years old, when everything was clumsy.

“Let’s break up. I don’t think I can… date you.”

I thought my first love and my first relationship had ended just like that. Until four years later, when he stood in front of me having perfectly become a man.

“Brace yourself. I am not letting you go this time.”

I had forgotten. That he, who uses all kinds of pitches, throws only fastballs exclusively at me.

Bonehead play. An error. An immature and supid mistake.