You bend your knees slightly as you tiptoe down the hallway. With each step your skirt swishes softly. Heeseung is just a few feet in front of you now. He stops walking for a moment and you seize your opportunity to wrap your arms around him and cling on.
"Heeseungie!" you call quietly. "Good morning!"
"Good morning, Y/n," he replies, looking down at you.
You smile and he holds your shoulders, pushing you out slowly.
"You seem to be in a good mood today."
"Of course I am! Heedeungie is back," you tell him, mocking his aegyo.
"Aish, Y/n! Not here!" he scolds, swatting your hand away.
"But Heedeungie is just so cute! Will you do it, Heeseung? Pretty please?" you whisper-shout.
Heeseung sighed and bent down to be closer to your height.
"Heedeungie."
"Ah! Heeseung did his aegyo!" some girls screech from the other side of the hallway.
"Mwaha!" you cheer and scramble away.
"Y/n, get back here!" he screams, running after you.
After running for about five minutes, you sit on some grass outside. Your book makes a decent enough fan in the heat. Your phone vibrates and you click the power button to check your notification. '7,000 won sent to you from Jeong Munyeong.'
"Yes!" you whisper and thrust your fist in the air, looking up to the sky.
You jump when you see that there is no sky, only...
"Heeseung!" you cry and scramble to your feet. "Sorry," you mutter, slowly backing away.
"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you."
Deep breaths, Y/n.
"Sorry," you repeat, slightly louder, and bow.
"Good job," he said with a pat to your head.
Your entire body stiffens with the contact.
"Jokes on you, Heeseung, I got paid for that," you scoff and roll your eyes.
"Are you sure you didn't just want to see my beautiful aegyo?"
"Ugh!" you shout, pretending to vomit. "Never."
"Whatever you say, Y/n," retorts Heeseung with a small smile. "Wanna go to the library?"
"Surprised you would ever study, Hee- Ow! Okay, okay! I'm going!"
"Here," whispers Heeseung, handing you a book. "This just came into the library."
"Book two! I've been waiting for this for so long! Thank you! Thank you!" you respond, bobbing your head side to side in excitement.
You smile brightly at him and take a seat.
It's easy to get drowsy in a library. Your sweater is awfully comfy and it's pretty quiet around you. Pages turning, occasional whispering, and students' pencils are the only sounds anywhere.
At some point, you're not quite sure when since it seemed to happen so fast, you rest your head on Heeseung's shoulder, your eyelids starting to sink closed. Eventually, you give up on turning the paper in your book and just start to sleep. Heeseung takes off his jacket and wraps it over your shoulders.
"Thank you," you mutter with a smile, snuggling into his arm.
Your eyes flutter closed as you drift off to sleep. Just as you float off to your dreams, you hear Heeseung's soft voice-
"I don't know how you do it, Y/n. Telling me you like me all the time. I could never say that to a crush. Now's not the time, anyways. I'll confess to you later. Goodnight, Y/n."
