SOUR

'One spoon for two'

milli.

"Hey, Mills, come sit over here!" My friend with light brown hair and a wholesome smile, Jacob, waves me over.

I walk around the back of the lecture classroom and down the stairs.

"Hi guys!" I say, and four or five people greet back.

I put my tote bag on the seat next to Sora, but she sets her hand on the table.

"I stalked him in Instagram for an hour last night." Sora says.

"Who? Sunwoo?" I ask.

"Yes him who else? Anyway he's in this class with us!" Sora grins.

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah, do you think you could sit with him today? Maybe ask for his number?" Sora asks.

"Oh..." I say, Jacob makes eye contact with me and just smiles, probably oblivious to whats happening.

"Oh my god there he is," Sora turns in her seat as we see him walking into the room.

He must have five pairs of the same outfit because it's black on black again. Sunwoo walks with his silver AirPod headphones over his head.

"I don't..." I trail off when I see Sora's begging face. Her eyes are starstruck just from seeing him. She's never been like this, never been so excited to see someone, especially a random guy.

I swallow my nervousness. I want this for her, it's my duty as wingwoman/best friend I suppose.

"Okay, I'll-" I don't finish my sentence when Sora suddenly shoves me back and I stumble and hit someone with my shoulder.

"I'm so sorry," I turn around, jerking back when I'm face to face with Sunwoo.

He ignores me and continues walking down the stairs.

"Sora!" I whisper shout at her.

"Sorry!" She covers her mouth. "Go go!"

"Okay gosh," I grab my bag and I follow him down the row.

I trail behind him and he goes all the way across the room, then turns at the corner and then walks right up the stairs again.

What a strange guy.

As I follow him back up the top row to the back of the classroom, I glance back at Sora at the other end of the room.

She gives me a thumbs up and as I give her a reassuring nod, my cheek smacks directly onto someone's chest.

"Why are you following me?" Sunwoo's cold voice says. Luckily it's low enough where nobody hears it.

I can't bring myself to look at him. All I can stare at is the spot of pink blush now stained on his black T-shirt.

"I-I wasn't- I mean I'm sorry! It's... here let me," I wipe my sleeve against his shirt along the crevice of the middle of his chest.

"What the hell?" He grabs my wrist tightly and pushes it away from him.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that, but you have-"

He looks down and sees the pink spot on his otherwise pitch black shirt. Sunwoo narrows his eyes at me and wipes it with his other hand. The stain remains.

"What are you going to do about this, then?" Sunwoo asks.

"I...I'm going to..." I glance at Sora who's smiling widely at us. "Well first I'll help you get it off after class, and then I'll buy you lunch. As an apology."