Is it true? Is it true?
You, you.
너무 아름다워 두려워
I'm afraid. It's so beautiful
Untrue, Untrue
You, you, you.
He have been staring at his back the entire class time.
He just hopes he wouldn't be weirded out when he happened to noticed him staring.
"Hey. Need anything?" he kindly asked as, yes, he noticed him staring.
Jaemin shook his head in dismissal. No, of course he doesn't need anything. Just... Just wondering.
He tilted his head in confusion. "You seemed to be wanting to tell or ask me something, though. Are you sure? I'll gladly help." tha boy smiled.
This is the reason why Jaemin can't stop himself from wondering, how this boy in front of him is almost perfect. Is that possible?
"No, really. Thank you. I'm just... I didn't noticed I was staring, sorry." he apologized, for absolutely nothing.
The boy nodded, and smiled at him.
"Well if you ever need anything, I'm only one call away, 'kay?" he kindly offered.
Jaemin slowly nodded.
The boy left the room when he noticed that his friends is no longer inside the room as it is already break time.
Jaemin was left alone. He didn't mind though. He actually wanted this. To be alone.
He doesn't have friends. He didn't need one. But that doesn't mean he does not want one.
Jaemin played and twirled the butterfly keychain locked on the zipper of his bag.
"Cute." he muttered.
He wants to ask him if he wanted to be friends, but Jaemin is afraid. He is almost too perfect to be with Jaemin.
Jaemin always thought that it is better to just stay as it is. He doesn't want the boy to look crappy because he been hanging out with a garbage Jaemin claimed himself to be.
No. He never experienced bullying, if you might've asked. Students are all well mannered and friendly. They just kinda set a small barricade from Jaemin because they actually thought he is scary. You know? The quiet, back bencher kid?
He checked the clock hanging above the board.
9:23 am
Seven more minutes and classes will resume again.
For the mean time, Jaemin stared at the clock. It's moving hands luring him to sleep. The tik tocking sound lulling him.
So he grabbed his bag, and used it as a pillow, and slept to waste the remaining time before class.
Shortly dreaming about the boy.
YOU ARE READING
Butterfly
Fanfiction"I would always watch you from afar, wondering how it would be really nice to be close to someone like you, a literal angel." "It's okay. I prefer butterfly though, but thanks! You're MY angel though."
