Chapter 33:

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Yeonjun pov:


I stayed frozen in awe as I continued staring at the quite revealing pic that has been sent to me. "He's so...hot-" I caught myself whispering. "W- wait no. I'm not into guys...I think?" I never thought much of it before. I'm so used to girls and guys alike often complementing and surrounding me, I guess I never took the time out to notice what I'm really attracted to. But who ever I'm attracted to, the last person in the world would be him !


*Ring Ring*


My internal debating was drawn to a halt as my phone started ringing.

Right now, outside is quite dark. I only have 1 lamp beside my bed on. The lighting from my lamp casts over my bed, the flooring near my bed, and a little bit where I'm sitting on my bean bag chair. I enjoy my room being dimmed. Although when there was this sudden incoming call, the blue lights emitted from my phone screen glazed onto my startled face and caused a slight burn to my bare eyes. After blinking a couple of times to regain clearness in my them, I looked back down onto my phone screen to identify who was ringing my cell. Then I read what this caller ID requested of me..

"BEAR IS TRYING TO FACETIME ME?!" I yelped and jolted in my bean bag chair, causing my phone to clumsily slip through my hands and land onto my floor.

I immediately bend over to hurriedly scoop my phone up. Clasping my cell in both my hands with the front of the screen being only 3 inches away from my face, I freeze up again. I stare as the ringing sounds impatiently signify the requesting caller wanting my audience.

I continue staring at my screen and initiated my seemingly frequent rambling. "What could he possibly even want from me right now??" "I mean, this isn't the first time he's called, BUT NOW ITS TO ACTUALLY SHOW HIMSELF!" "Does he finally want to talk, unlike what he previously did last call?" "Is he calling just because he wants to see my face?" "Will he still only be wearing- *gasp* wait No. Stop Yeonjun, quit your dirty thoughts. Why would he? Ughh I'm starting to act dirty minded like Bear himself. Snap out of it."

And I did

My thoughts went back clear, and I've made up my mind. I'll pick up his call.

I grip my phone, I hover my finger over the Answer FaceTime call display, then I slide my finger in the proper motion to accept his call.

Just as I do so.. the call ends.

...I missed his call.


FUCK!



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