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After taking a break to calm myself down for and managed get by, I once again found myself dragging my two feet right back into the classroom that I was dreading for. Stepping in front of the classroom, my only concern beyond past this door was the fact of a certain person sitting beside me. Which I totally forgot. I forgot how wholesome he was in my daily life every day.
I had to be cool.
That was what a friend should do.
I just had to make things quiet between the two of us, and I'd cut the conversation short.
Even if I had to see that face.. That face! That handsome face. I couldn't believe that I was saying that kind of thing about Junmyeon. After all these timeㅡnow only I had realised how fucking attractive he was than all the boys inside the classroom.
I was still not ready for this. I wanted to talk to him, but I couldn't. If only we were in a different classroom!
I wanted to talk to him. But what if things didn't work out?
But I really wanted to talk to him.
I wanted to hold his hands.
I wanted to eat together.
"..I'm hopeless." Wasn't last year was when you were trying to so hard to avoid him?! Running my fingers through the strands of my hair, I quickly pushed any wild thoughts away as I opened the door. What a terrific way to start the day. Great one, Park Chorong.
But there was no sign of him. I assumed this was one of his days where he go missing; I could say the reason was because he went off sleeping.
Glancing at the empty spot beside me, I was bothered enough with the lack of presence from a certain dark haired guy.
"He caught a cold."
My shoulders flinched upon feeling Baekhyun creeping up from my behind. I rubbed my chest to soothe my running heart, "That, that's surprising." It felt like he had an antenna on his head, picking up radar if anyone was thinking about Junmyeon.
"Exactly. Not to mention, you were also sick last week." Baekhyun shrugged.
I tightened the grip on the strap of the bag, before walking in. From the sound of the footsteps, it didn't take long for Baekhyun to catch up for some reason.
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