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Felix was in charge of printing. Hyunjin felt he could just keep drawing the posters but it was suggested it get printed. To save time and energy.
I really admired their energy in helping Seungnim. Jeongin had literally walked home to get Hyunjin's painting materials.
He was the only one that didn't have a class so had to go. Poor Innie.
The next day, Felix brought it printed and it was left with Han to distribute.
Being an honorary member of the library readers committee, even if most of them aren't interested in sports, Han got them to cast votes in favor of keeping the baseball team on.
Jeongin was becoming really popular in his class so he had helped get votes.
2000 line didn't know it so they just realized that they were really known among our classmates and other juniors. Some girls had even volunteered to vote just to talk with them.
The amount of girls flocking Felix was horrendous I thought he'd suffocate so I kept Nikki besides him though it didn't go well ad she was pushed off.
Hyunjin rarely spoke to anyone and had a scary nonchalant look so only the greave girls spoke to him and he never spoke more than twice to them.
It was great Irene wasn't here. I felt free and was really happy to help. I tried meeting Mrs. Lia so some teachers can vote.
She was kind enough to speak to the teachers and about eight teachers voted for baseball. Only cos the expenses were cheaper.
Seungnim concentrated on training his team so that they wouldn't be any disappointment for the upcoming competition.
Everything was turning out well. I thought it was.
Lizzie came crying to me by the last day of the week, how some girls had pressured her to collect about a hundred votes before the end of that week.
The job was assigned to her on Wednesday and she only had sixteen votes. She was to get votes in favor of art club.
That was hard as arts club don't have lots of fans. Many art students joined dance club or drama club. Some joined fashion and dress up but rarely art, like drawing and painting, art club.
"If it's a senior, describe her. She'd be in my team, I'd tell her to let you go since art club is bound to go anyway" Hyunjin said to Lizzie, when I brought the situation to him.
Lizzie shook her head, "She said I shouldn't tell anyone to help me. It was my punishment for not buying her snacks on Wednesday" she looked down.
Hyunjin looked at her pitifully with anger flaring in his eyes. I groaned in frustration, this was bullying again.
"That senior is so mean. I haven't even seen her in arts club before" Jeongin sighed.
Hyunjin raised his eyebrows, if the senior isn't in art club why was she looking for votes for arts club?
He looked at me but I didn't have an answer to that also.
"Show me the senior" he stood up and left with Lizzie and Jeongin. I stood up to go with them bit was pushed back by Seungnim.
"What are you going to say to her? Don't fight" he warned. I honestly had no intention of doing so but I just listened and sat down back, besides him.
He held unto my wrist, I wanted to wriggle out of his hold but decided to leave it there. It's not every time your idol gets protective of you.
"So how are your boys doing? Good enough for you" I tried to initiate a conversation.
"They're okay. Just worried if the team would last long" he replied.
I exhaled while thinking of more conversation points, "Don't worry it will last long. John was flexing his little time as student president it'll be normal soon when the president is back".
Seungnim had an unsure look but shrugged, "I hope so".
So my brain couldn't think of any other conversation points.
"Do you like banana milk?" it was Jeongin.
I smiled to him, "Yeah, though I don't see it much where I live. You do too?". He nodded and went to his bag to bring out the drink.
He looked so cute telling me about his first time making his own banana milk with Chan. He spoke on how Chan had helped him in the dangerous knife works like his dad would.
And, as a Chan biased, I thought of how much Chan was daddy material (a child daddy not what you're thinking).
I wished it had been recorded on Clive so I can lice it or play it rent free in my head. But not everything the boys do should be recorded. I respected that.
I tried reaching out to the free banana milk, Jeongin was trying to give me when I realized Seungnim was still handing my hand.
As it was the last day of the week, classes ended early so we were at the field watching football team practice.
"My hand please?" I asked Seungnim.
He reached out to take the drink and gave it to me instead.
"Really?" I gasped.
"You were possessive of me today right? It's my turn" he smirked.
I shook my head. Was I watching PuppyM being possessive or annoying?
"Yah, she's not your property" Jeongin saved my hand from Seungnim's grasp.
I didn't know if it was a glare that Seungnim sent him but it soon faded.
"If not I love you, I'd have hit you" he said as he ruffled with Jeongin's hair and the baby bread just raised his hands to protect his head.A/N: Y'all I don't if this is cute or if the chapters are fillers but I just want consistency, lol. 💗
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