JAKE'S POV
We are currently fixing the books at Sir Baek's office. Because Joohaeng is the class representative, he was the one who is asked to do it. And since he is our friend. He asked us to help him.
"Why does Sir has so many books?"
Minjae said as he continued to drag the books to him. He's so lazy haha.
"I'm hungry."
"Wait. I have food on my bag."
Minjae suddenly said and he ran back to our room. I looked at Joohaeng.
"Is he that ready?"
"I guess so?"
After a few minutes, Minjae came to us running. With Sunghoon?
"Here it is!"
He dropped the plastic bag in front of us. But before we could even see what's inside, Sunghoon grabbed something. And he's giving it to me?
"Thanks?"
"Meet me later after school."
I looked at him. I can see Minjae side eyeing me.
"What for?"
"I'll show you something."
There goes his eye smile again. I glanced at Minjae. Okay. He really looks like he'll attack me if I won't say yes.
"Fine."
"REALLY?!"
"Yes."
And he left. Seriously? He just came here to tell that? He's not even going to help?
"Jake. Can you get Sir's record book? It's color red, it's in the bookshelf."
I stared at Joohaeng. Are they forgetting something here? I'm a monochrome. How am I supposed to know if it's color red?
I looked at Minjae. Hoping he'll get what I'm pointing out. But he IGNORED ME?!
I finished my strawberry milk and I walked towards the bookshelf. I stared at it. Now what?
Okay. I can see it. But I'm not sure if it's color red. But since it's labeled as record book, maybe this is it?
Another problem. IT'S ON THE TOP.
Not like I'm short it's just that the shelf is too tall and that book is on top. Seriously?
"What are you doing?"
I flinched. I turn around to find Sunghoon. When did he come here? And HE'S CLOSE. I pushed him a little bit.
"Joohaeng said I need to get the record book. It's color red. Is that what's on the top?"
I said as I pointed the book in the top shelf. He followed my hand, he nodded.
"Can you uhm. Get it for me?"
He looked at me. Okay. What did I just say?
Wait. WHY IS HE APPROACHING ME?
"Yah. W-what are you doing?"
Great. I stuttered.
Like what's happening in those cliché romantic stories, he trapped me in his arms. I sinked.
WAIT. DID I JUST SAID ROMANTIC?
Wait. He can still pin me even if it's not romantic. Wait what? Why would he pin me? Okay. I'm blabbering.
"Why can't you look at me?"
Screw it. Because you said it, I looked at you.
He has pretty eyes?
"There. Isn't that better?"
"What are you s-saying?"
WHY IS HE MOVING CLOSER?! I DON'T HAVE ANY SPACE LEFT?! I have no choice but to close my eyes.
EH?
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Blue
Lãng mạn"I taught you colors, you taught me love." Living in shades of gray, Jake was always BLUE. Plain and boring. Not until he sees a face, that is seemingly a different shade from the gray's that his eyes had always saved.
