Sana walked back to her dorm, head hung low. She had woken up a little earlier. She remembered studying with Taehyung last night but she didn't see him when she awoke this morning.
Instead, a denim jacket, which, Sana assumed, was his, cause she had seen him wearing it last night and she was pretty sure nobody else came by, was draped over her figure.
Was it Taehyung's? And if so, why did he cover her with it? She thought he hated any human interaction.
She stifled a yawn as she shook her head. Thinking about that was a time waste. He probably was possessed or something last night that he ended up lending her his jacket.
She entered her dorm seeing it empty. Along the corridor, many people had asked her if she was okay because of her hideous appearance.
It's not her fault though. She hadn't washed her face since yesterday evening and the fact she drooled when she slept didn't help. She was positive all her makeup was ruined, lipstick smeared and hair a mess!
It had been too embarrassing to parade around like that. She had brought up Taehyung's jacket, covered her face with it and made a beeline towards her dorm.
What she didn't realize was that she ended up looking more like a fool running around with her face covered.
She sat on the sofa and massaged her temples, a groan leaving her lips. "It was definitely not a good idea to doze off on that wooden table." She muttered.
She glanced at the clock on the wall. "Idiot, stupid, dumbass!" Sana hit her head as she spoke. She slept through all her morning classes.
"Ugh, what do I do now?" She spoke to herself. "Mr Lee is gonna kill me." She mumbled as she grabbed her clothes and entered the bathroom.
She took her sweet time in the bathroom, knowing she was already late so she didn't bother to go class. She knew she will just end up getting scolded for arriving late.
She came out half an hour later and was drying her hair when the door opened and entered Nayeon.
The brunette sent her a quizzical look, "Where did you go last night?" She asked.
Sana sighed as she threw the towel on the sofa and sat, "To the library. I was studying."
Nayeon giggled before she made a poker face. "Tell the truth." She uttered.
Sana gazed at her with a disbelieving look. "Yah! I also study, you know. At least, during exams and for assignments." She twirled her hair as she spoke, defending herself.
Nayeon laughed again making Sana frown. This woman... was she mocking her?!
Upon noticing, her friend's sullen face, Nayeon said, "Sorry to break ot to you but the assignment was due today. And you being you, missed the class." She flashed her a small, tight-lipped smile.
Sana's jaw dropped. She got up on her feet in shock. The assignment she spent the entire yesterday night working on, she was gonna get an F on that?
Why? Just because she slept through the class or because Mr Han's an ass?
Mr Han's an ass, her inner voice quipped.
She brought up her hand and massaged her forehead. This was too much information for her to take in.
Nayeon glanced at the jacket beside her, "What's that?" She asked.
Sana clicked her tongue, "Can't you see? A jacket."
"I mean, whose? I don't recall you owning a denim jacket."
"It's Taehyung's. And for your information, I do have denim jackets, I just don't wear them much." Sana replied.
In the blink of an eye, Nayeon was beside her. She held her arm as she spoke, "Taehyung's? What do you mean?"
Sana gave her a weirded out look as she pulled her arm out of her grasp. "He was in the library when I went there last night because you fell asleep and I didn't want to disturb you." She shook her head. It was actually her best friend's fault she ended up studying with him. "We studied together, well it was mostly just me asking questions."
"That doesn't explain how you have his jacket!!" Nayeon said, too giddy for some reason.
Sana blinked, "Well, when I woke up today, yeah, I actually ended up sleeping there, his jacket was over me. I don't know how or when it got there but it was there when I woke up." She explained.
Nayeon nodded. "That's weird. Taehyung, from what I have seen, hates human interaction and avoids them like it's a plague."
Sana shrugged, "Well, he's also taking part in a play so maybe, maybe, he's coming out of his shell?"
"Who knows?" Nayeon said as she threw her hands in the air as she got up and trotted to the kitchen. "Ramen?" She asked and who was Sana to say no.
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After attending her afternoon classes, Sana made her way to the theatre club. She hadn't seen Taehyung in any of the classes and she wanted to return his jacket so she came here.
Sana frowned as she entered. It was empty. No one was here. She was about to leave when she heard someone sniffle.
Curiosity getting the best of her, she took light, feather like steps as she descended the stairs and went to the backstage.
There she had the surprise of her life when she saw Taehyung sitting there curled up in a ball, what Sana assumed to be the script in front of him.
"Taehyung?" She whispered.
When the male didn't reply she braved a step forward and sat in front of him. She shook his shoulder lightly as she spoke, "Taehyung?"
She bit her lip when he didn't respond.
Sana brought her hand up and placed it on his forehead only to recoil it almost immediately.
He is burning up!
"Yah, Taehyung! Wake up!" She shook him again this time with more force but to no avail. He only let out incoherent noises.
Sana sighed as she wrapped an arm around his figure and lifted him up. With much difficulty, she carried him to the door.
She placed him on the floor and grabbed the knob, pushing the door open only that it didn't open. Sana frowned as she pushed harder but it still didn't open.
"What the? Is it locked? How? When?" She spoke to herself exasperatedly.
Her hand flew to her pocket for her phone but there was no phone. Sana made a face as she hit her head. Again and again.
"How can you be so stupid, Minatozaki Sana?!"
