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no, definitely not - 2min

Felix glances down at the court, up at Seungmin, and back down. "Is he waving at you right now?"

Still staring right back at the very smiley, very cheerful boy below, Seungmin squints and knits his brows as he shakes his head.

"No. He is most definitely not waving at me."

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A pair of shoes landing in front of him on his table with a loud thud abruptly tears Seungmin's gaze away from his book, and when he glances up, he sees a guy sitting on the chair across his, shooting him a cocky grin.

"I heard you like bad boys."

Seungmin doesn't know who he is, where he came from, or when he arrived. But from the corners of his eyes, he can see everyone in the library watching them.

He raises a brow and looks down pointedly at the guy's feet on the table, sliding his book closer to him and away from the pair of shoes. "No."

"Oh."

The stranger actually looks sorry as he sheepishly puts his feet back down and clears his throat. Seungmin just gives him a weird look and focuses back on his book, expecting the guy to leave.

A whole minute passes, and he doesn't.

Knitting his brows, he glances back up at him, shooting him a questioning look.

"Well," the guy starts again with a wide smile, as if he had spent the past minute just silently waiting to get Seungmin's attention again, "what kind of boys do you like, then?"

Seungmin does not understand this guy.

He almost answers with 'boys who don't put their feet up on my table as a first impression,' but decides against the idea and settles for ignoring him instead, turning a page of his book and continuing to read.

Annoyingly enough, the stranger stubbornly stays there with him for the next half hour—which is basically the rest of his free time before his next class—just quietly watching him with his chin propping up on his palm.

Seungmin sighs inwardly as he checks his wristwatch and shuts his book closed, placing it back into his bag before getting up to leave.

Then the guy hastily stands up too. "Do you have class? Are you going home? I'll walk you."

Seungmin narrows his eyes at him, slinging his bag over his shoulder and turning to walk away without a second glance. "No, thanks."

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The next time he sees him is when Felix forces him to watch their basketball team's match against another school, wanting to cheer for this guy named Jisung.

Turns out, the stranger is one of their team's regulars—and that's how Seungmin realizes why everyone had been watching them in the library back then.

He's a jock.

Somehow, that repels him.

And yet, he doesn't notice himself unconsciously focusing his entire attention onto the player with the number 03 on his shirt and the name 'LEE' the whole time.

Seungmin decides he'll call him Number 03.

"Wow, our team's ace is really good!" Felix bounces excitedly beside him as Number 03 successfully shoots a three-pointer, and Seungmin just lets out a noncommittal hum in response, resting his chin on his palm as he watches.

Number 03 does this victorious fistbump in the air as everyone starts to cheer, and Seungmin scoffs, silently concluding he's a showoff.

Soon, the match ends with an impressive buzzer beater from Number 03, causing a huge roar of screaming and yelling from the audience. As soon as they receive the trophy, Number 01—their captain—proudly hands it to Number 03, with his teammates happily cheering for their ace as they revel in their victory on the court.