Can We Love? {ENHYPEN JAKE} 🦋

I MET HIM -ONE

Part 1

Oh God that dammed alarm of mine!! Only if it rang on time, I would not be running like I am right now. Today is the first day after summer break and our semester started 3 months ago. My legs are hurting so much but I can't stop running, I don't wanna be late and put up a great impression on the professor. Also, today is the day when we all will be assigned with some responsibilities, a chance of being a part of the student council. I have always wished to be a part of it. As I reached the bus stand, the bus hasn't left yet. I'm glad I made it on time. I climbed the stairs and paid the fare. It's increasing day by day uffff. I grabbed the seat near the window. It's two seated. Announcement was made that the bus is going to leave now. I was looking out when I heard someone shouting from the back. It's a boy.

He was running with his bicycle on the side? "Stop please!!!! I'm left behind." He said shouting. I told the driver uncle to wait for a while and he stopped the closing doors. That boy reached the entrance and climbed up along with his bicycle. "Thank you sir. I would've been late if you had left me." He bowed to the driver. Thank me dude. I noticed youu! I rolled my eyes and looked out again. There was no seat left on the bus-
Except beside me. He came towards me but didn't sat beside me. Why isn't he sitting down? Afraid of girls? Huh, he doesn't look like that. He was standing until I looked at him. "You can sit here if you want." I said blankly. "Really? You don't have any problem with me sitting here?" He said a bit surprised. "Why would I? Until you intend to do something that'll make me uncomfortable."..."Oh no no! I won't. I was waiting for the permission." He said as he sat down and took a long sigh. He must be tired from all that running with his bicycle.

He was using his phone, typing rapidly something on his phone. His smile and pout while he was concentrating. I didn't noticed it earlier but his features are perfectly made. His jawline is sharp as a knife. His hands are veiny, gym dude? His thighs are big too. His body looks as good as of a model. Definitely workout it is. "Eh? What are you staring at huh?" He was looking at me- STARING AT HIM!? SHIT I WAS CAUGHT RED HANDED. I looked up to his eyes. They were looking at me and he had an awkward smile on. I made him uncomfortable instead, just great you idiot. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, it's just that you're handsome and captivating, so...haa!" I just said what I thought. Fair right?
"Oh really, thank you." He smiled at me. Thank God he didn't mind. I just turned my head around. Even his smile is God given. It makes me smile too.

"Hey!! You go to delis university too??" He pointed at my batch. "Yeah- wait you said too? Does than mean, you too?!?" He laughed and said, "yess!! Nice to meet you. I'm in my fourth year of Arts & Music. You?"...."Oh I'm in the second year of Science & Technology."...."Oh Science person. You like it or family pressure?"...."Uhm, you can say both, I like Science and my family doesn't see me as anything else but a Science student." He smiled and nodded. "But that makes me your senior, doesn't it, Junior?" He said pointing his two forefingers at me. He is so excited and for what? Adorable like a baby. "I guess so, but our fields of study are different so not actually." I smiled sarcastically. "Doesn't matter, still I'm in my higher studies than you. And we are from the same high school, so it is a done deal." He leaned on his seat with arms crossed. He pushes his hair back with so much delicacy. His hair looks so silky. Everything about his appearance is so commendable. He is really patiently sculpted by God. We just talked and talked. He is also a patient listener.
Soon we reached our stop. We both went down and he told me that he has to go different way since his classroom is at the backside and from behind, it's easier to reach early. So he waved at me and went his way. He was running as a kid who wants to pee so bad.

I entered the school too and then I realized. I DON'T KNOW HIS FUCKING NAME.

Great, just great! How can you be so great girl? You talked to him without even knowing his name for the whole ride and you didn't even cared? And then it hits me that he doesn't know my name too. Is he planning of not seeing me again? I can't even ask anyone about him because I DON'T KNOW HIS FREAKING NAME OR ANYTHING.

And with this disappointment, I made my way to the class....

Until next part...