Time ~Chanhan~[Chanyeol and Luhan](BOYxBOY)

Chapter 5: [Magic]

Mr. Chan finally is back to himself, his been talking to me like before and stuff, I wonder what actually happened?

Oh well.. at least were talking... Or at least I should say Student-Teacher relationship. Which sucks.

I've always and I will always will... I know I shouldn't be feeling this way about a teacher but I cant stop this feeling its just un-stoppable. Its not bad to doodle on my desk right?

I love you Mr. Chan... I wrote on my desk. Oh shoot! I gotta erase this. When I was getting my eraser from my pencil case, my desk strarted writing by itself. 'Then tell him before it's too late.'

What the-- I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming, I even pinched my cheeks a bit, but I wasn't the desk actually wrot back to me?

I gotta ask who this 'Desk Writer Thingy Person is.'

'What's you name? I wrote. Then my writings disappeared then I waited if there was an answer.

'Park Chanyeol' It responded. Oh... That a human-ish name... Then the writng continued. 'Whats yours?'

'Lu han' I wrote. 'If you don't mind me asking... Are you human?'

'hahaha... Yes, I am... Are you?'

'Ahh.. Of course I am! Then if you are what class are you in?' I wrote.

'I'm in class A-3' he replied.

What--! His in the same class as me!!

I looked around if there was anyone who was writing on their desk, but there's none... And I'm pretty sure I know all my classmates, and theres no one named Park Chanyeol here.

'Okay... That's weird... I'm in the same class, but there is no one here named Park Chanyeol' I wrote down, still confused.. Is he a Ghostt~~??

'Oh.. Same here..' he replies.

'Okay... Let me ask you a question... What date is it today?' I waited.

'It's April 27,2009'

huhhh?? 2009!! We're like six years apart! What is this time travel thing?

'Its April 27, 2015 here..'

'This desks are probably time machine or something.' He replied.

Then our conversations just started from there and on, we talked about pretty random stuff, he described how he looks like and I described myself as well. Until it was the end of class, his class ended as well so we bid goodbye and hoped to talk again after lunch.