MinSung: Playboy (ON HOLD)

[6]

After we were hushed in class, Ms. Kim handed out some papers related to our books. The instructions were easy, but the work is really hard.

So, now I'm stuck at my desk with difficult questions, Minho, and Felix, who hasn't spoken to me since Ms. Kim came in.

I look over to Felix to he has a perplexed look on his face. So he's struggling too. I look to my left and find Minho, who was already half done with his paper.

I stare in shock. How could he do that so fast?

"Do you want some help?" I hear.

I realize that I was staring blankly at Minho, who snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, please," I say before thinking.

"Alright so, you need to take this formula and then multiple it." He says.

{a/n: I don't know how to do Chem. So please leave a comment if you would like it changed}

I nod understandingly. I don't know why, but when he explained it, I understood.

He then moves closer as he begins to leave behind marks all over my page. It all made sense when Minho did it.

"Okay, now try it." He says after a few minutes of explaining.

I nod slightly. Some of it still didn't make sense. I begin to work out the questions. I subconsciously stick my tongue out as I answer the difficult formulas.

I go through eight out of ten questions in twenty minutes. Minho has already his paper and was now watching me. When I start number nine I hear a soft chuckle next to me.

"You forgot a number," He says.

He leans towards me and points to the formula he's written down.

"Can you guess?" He asks in a slightly teasing tone.

I look over the paper, back and forth between his neat pencil marks and my messy pen writing.

After a few moments, I shake my head no. Now I'm really confused.

He moves closer, shoulders barely touching. He then points to a number two with a fraction line on top of it.

"You forgot to divide by two." He whispers in my ear.

His breath against my neck sent shivers down my spine. I shake it off and lean forward to answer the question and to escape Minho.

I begin to answer the question and feel his eyes staring at me. I decide to ignore it and continue my work.

Five minutes later, I finished the paper. I sit back satisfied and turn to him. I smile brightly. Without his help, I would've gotten detention for not finishing the classwork.

He smiles back and chuckles. He moves his chair back to its original spot. He stands up and grabs his paper, then mine. He walks over to Ms. Kim's desk.

I watch all the kids in the classroom look up to see him. They stare in awe. I'm not the only one who can't finish the work in the allotted time given. I see him and Ms. Kim have a small conversation. After a couple of moments, he walks back to me and sits down.

"She said since we are done early, we could lay our heads on the desk until class is over." He tells me.

I nod and let out a little yawn. I rest my head on the desk. I close my eyes. I never get a whole lot of sleep due to school and my mind running 50 miles per hour, so sleeping is a challenge. I feel myself fading into a nap. My mind goes blunt as I fall asleep.