It started with a bet and you should have known it was too good to be true.
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The library is your safe haven. The soft murmurs, the books, the cold air — all of these brought you peace and was the most ideal studying environment for you. It didn't matter to you if your schoolmates called you a nerd all your high school life; let's see who'll be graduating with honors and, hopefully, a full scholarship to Seoul National University.
The only time you didn't enjoy the library was when midterm exams were around the corner and students were cramming at the library, rushing to make reviewers, or even learn what they should have already known had they listened during class. This was the breeding ground for one of your pet peeves: people who can't control the volume of their voices. Why do they even bother whispering if the entire library could hear it? You especially hated those whose voices get gradually louder and louder until they're already practically exclaiming.
You would have gone to a lesser known cafe but you'd have to pay for a drink to stay there, whereas the library allowed you to bring in your own drinks as long as they were in reusable cups or tumblers. Today, however, you were only dragged here despite it being peak cramming season because your best friend had begged you to tutor him.
"I love you with all my heart, [Y/N]." Jungwoo grabs your hands and brings it to his chest. "Only you could teach me chemistry better than Mrs. Yoon—"
"Okay, okay, I get it." You had just arrived at the table he was able to reserve and barely put your things down before he started acting dramatic. "Just highlight which topics you don't get—"
"Everything." He says in one breath, pulling out the best puppy eyes expression he could muster.
"Everything?" You browsed through your chemistry notes and sighed. This was going to take longer than you expected.
Sensing your apprehension, Jungwoo grabs your hands again, "I'll buy you lunch for two days, please!"
You sit down beside him after shaking his hands off yours and settling in, "That's not why I'm having second thoughts, Woo. I need to study for other subjects, too."
Jungwoo scoffs, crossing his arms and leaning away from you, "Baby, you're top 1 of the entire batch."
"No, I'm not." You scowled, turning around to grab your pencil case from your bookbag. As you did so, excited murmurs erupted from the table beside yours and curiously, you followed the gazes of the girls to the door that had just closed. Sitting back up, you huffed, "I would be if he wasn't around."
Your best friend moves his attention to the person in question and lets out a sound of acknowledgement.
Jaehyun was never your classmate, but he'd been vying for the top spot against you for years. He was the living proof that God had favorites; blessing him with brains, beauty, and brawns. Aside from being an honor student, he played for the school varsity basketball and was a substitute player for the soccer team. This guy was annoyingly handsome as well; drop dead gorgeous with flawless, fair skin.
