This is your typical teenage high school love story but with Jungwon from Enhypen.
This book is light, heartwarming and unburdened, something you can read when your heart or mind is heavy as it would relax you and make you smile again.🍃🤍
@wonieye...
(How tf you texted me first when you don't even know?)
(No, I mean, you're Jungwon, right?) (I'm Daffodil. We're from the same Physics class.)
(How did you get my number?)
(Sunoo gave it to me.) (You know Sunoo, right?)
(....)
(Hello?)
(What?)
(Do you want to have a study date with me?)
(Why tf I want to do that? I don't know shit about you)
(I heard you're failing physics quizzes. I can help you with that.)
(I don't need your help. Stop texting me.)
"Ah! This jerk!" I silently scream, putting down my phone on the night stand.
"Who does he think he is!" murmuring, I calm myself down at the thought of my best friend.
"Please, Dan. Can you make friends with his best friend and ask him about my Jay? Jay is so cold and he doesn't talk to anyone but his gang. You have one of them in your Physics class. His name is Jungwon, I guess. Please, please, please."
Daisy's begging expression of two days ago re-emerges in my mind.
His gang. Pff, what kind of dumb people they are that they still call their friend group 'gang'?
I shouldn't have let Daisy's pitiful eyes get to me.
But I can't back off now either.
"People hardly notice you in school more than anyone—In a good way. So you won't get any suspicion. Please, Dan. Besides, I heard that Jungwon guy is pretty sociable too."
Sociable, my ass.
. . . . .
Sitting in my usual second seat at the left end of the front row, I keep my head up for Jungwon to arrive. But the teacher arrives first and he starts his class.
A couple of minutes into the class, the guy in question shows up. Looking at him, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry even as he arrives late. But he doesn't have that bad student look at all. The way he dresses his school uniform is fairly neat too.
He doesn't look like someone who harshly talked to me online yesterday.
I wish Mr. Hastings would scold him for being late so that I could see a bit of his reaction, but he didn't.
The period of physics being the last, I walk up to him as soon as half of the students leave after the class. Packing his things, he doesn't seem to notice me.
"Hey?" My voice makes him look up.
He waits for me to continue the context with his nonchalant face.
"I'm Daffodil. The one who texted you the other day."
"So?" He gets up, readying to leave.
Bastard; I mutter in mind.
"Do you really don't want to fix your physics quiz marks?" But I'm someone who practices what she preaches—If I promised my best friend, I must keep it.
"Are you into me?"
His question with a dead expression stuns me.
"No," I instantly answer the truth.
"Then, why do you suddenly want to have a study date with me?"
I don't worry. I'm prepared for this. "I want to put it in my college application as one of my accomplishments, you know. Helping someone out."
"That's bullshit. Go find someone else."
He leaves right away. And I stomp my feet in annoyance.
I'm wrong. He actually looks like someone who harshly texted me the other day.
Looking back at his desk, something under his desk catches my eye. I take it and skim.
A dark leather watch.
"Seems like you are sure to talk to me again, Jungwon." I sigh.
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