Jisung POVThe sunshine irritatingly burning on the back of my neck is the only thing that stops me from falling asleep. The monotone voice of the teacher in the background, the whispers from classmates around me, the constant ticking of the clock, edging closer and closer to the end of the lecture. It all fades into the same tiring rythym.
I rest my head in my arms, laying down on the table lazily, and my mind starts to wander.
It wanders to a specific pair of dark eyes, almost black, the sparkle in them still making him look friendly, squeezed close whenever he laughs. His lips, curved in that signature smirk whenever he teases me. His hair, falling messily onto his forehead-
How his eyes keep looking at me while talking, listening intensely to every thing I say. The many questions, showing how he's genuinely interested in getting to know me.
But also, how i know barely anything about him, and he knows a lot about me.
And how I'm already starting to feel myself getting attached.
Well fuck.
Someone nudging my shoulder breaks me out of my thoughts, and I look up quickly.
Felix smirks at me, wiggling his eyebrows "Thinking about someone?"
"Mmh maybe."
The boy just chuckles, shaking his head in amusement. "Anyways, Seungmin asked me if we wanted to join them for lunch today, you in?"
A smile immediately makes it's way to my face, happy by the thought of seeing the others again. "Yeah sure."
I grin at him happily, and I can tell he shares my excitement. He informs Jeongin who's seated behind us of our plans, and he agrees almost immediately.
The rest of the lesson goes by quickly, and the minute the bell rings I throw my stuff in my bag, loose pens, textbooks, random notes with lyrics on it. Even hair ties from the time I grew my hair out.
I get dragged out by Felix immediately, making me stumble over the chair. I wince when I bump my hip into the edge of the table, making the girls behind me laugh.
"Sorry mate" Felix apologises, grinning innocently.
I just chuckle "how badly do you want to hang out with the others -or should I say, Changbin?"
He scratches his neck awkwardly, smiling shyly.
"It's just, i've got a plan to make Changbin like me!" he cheers, eyes happy, hopeful. I got to admit, I like seeing him like this.
I smile at him, draping my arm around his shoulder "Well let's get working on it then shall we?"
We enter the restaurant seeing the rest already seated somewhere in the back. A feeling of warmth spreads in my chest at seeing them, they look happy, giggling, heads bowed close to each other. "Hey guys! Sorry for making you wait." I smile apologetically.
Minho looks up from his phone, and I swear my heart skips a beat when our eyes meet. His bored look immediately switching into excitement when he notices me.
"Hey Sung." He pulls on my arm, making me plop down next to him. I smile at him brightly, which causes him to poke my cheek teasingly.
"You're cheeks are cute when you smile." he admits. I put a hand on my chest, pretending to be hurt. "Only when I smile?"
He grins "you're always cute Sung." It's supposed to be a joke, but I can hear a hint of seriousness in his tone, and his eyes staring intensely into mine don't help.
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The boy underneath the stars // H.J + L.M
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