A friend will not advise anything bad

6.

Chon was able to recover only when the girl raised her gaze and looked at the guy, opening her eyelids wide.

- You? - Pak began more excitedly, closing her album and putting it with a pencil on a chair, and the girl herself got to her feet. - What are you doing here?  She continued, trying to hide her excitement.

- I decided to let off my steam, - the dark-haired man crossed his arms, looking at the girl from head to toe. - What are you drawing? - softly asked that question, looking at the album on which there was a picture of the cartoon "The Lion King".

Too childish?

Yes, for an eighteen-year-old girl it looks childish, and stupid?

- Oh, nothing interesting. Simply.. - the girl did not have time to finish, as the guy came close to her and bent down, picked up her album. - Hey, what are you doing?  Park involuntarily exclaimed, trying to take her thing away from the guy, but when the girl wanted to take away her album, Jeon turned his back on her. Therefore, the blonde approached the guy more closely and tried to turn him around, but everything is even. Jeon stood there like a big stone and leafed through the drawings in the album, and a small smile played on his lips.

Approaching his face, Park tried to pick up her thing, but the dark-haired man immediately raised his hand up, knowing that the blonde would definitely not be able to get the album now because of her not too tall height.

- Wait, I want to finish watching, - the dark-haired man said cheerfully, without lowering his hand down. Park had no choice but to jump up and try to get her thing back, because Chon's height wanted a lot about himself.

Only as soon as the blonde jumped up a little to get her album, she fell on the guy with her whole body.

Falling back on the cold concrete, the guy groaned from the pain in his back. Raising his head a little, the guy noticed Cheen, who was lying on top of him, and his head on his chest with both hands.

- Get up, you'll crush me, - Chon sighed wearily, looking at how the girl raised her head. Looking at Chon, the girl swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in her throat. Lifting her head up a little, the blonde noticed her album in the hands of the guy, quickly realizing, the girl stretched her body a little forward, reaching for her stuff.

Noticing the girl's movements, Jungkook lowered his hand down. When the guy took his hand down, the girl accidentally hit her head on the guy's head.

- Fuck, - the guy hissed in pain. The girl pressed the place of her injury with her free hand, saying a quiet "Sorry" to Chon.

A little later, Park finally reached for her album, snatching it from Chon's hands.

At the girl's actions, Chon only started laughing out loud. He really seemed to be amused.

Completely getting up from the guy, the girl headed towards the chair where her phone with a pencil and Lisa's headphones were lying. Speaking of Manoban: Cheen will kill her, just have to wait a few minutes when the algebra lesson is over.

Hissing a little from the pain in his back, the dark-haired man still got up from the cold concrete.

- You draw great, - commented Chon, wiping the dust from his pants. When the guy snatched her album from the girl's hands, he managed to see several of her drawings before the girl took it away from him. And he can easily say that she's not even bad at drawing.

"Thank you," Park replied quietly, preparing to leave. But when the girl passed by the guy, he grabbed her by the elbow, stopping her.

"I'll be waiting for you in the gym after school today," he said a little quieter, releasing the woman's elbow. Cheyeon didn't say anything, and just nodded, continuing her way back to where she was going to go - back to class.

How ashamed she was of today's incident with Chon. She was so ashamed that her cheeks were red, like a fresh red tomato that the hostess brought from her garden.

****

Jimin was sitting with his friends in the dining room. The guys were discussing something, but Puck wasn't much interested in it, because the blonde sitting a few tables ahead of him was more interested in him than his friends are now.

Yesterday, after training with the guys, he went to the library to find the book he had wanted to read for a long time. He must have been looking for her for about thirty minutes, but most importantly, he found her.

When the brunette was about to go home, a very interesting picture caught in front of his eyes: Park Cheung and his friend Jeongguk were going home together. Or maybe not home?
All night long, the guy's head was spinning the idea that these two are a couple, but how if they didn't even intersect at school.

But after the girl started playing basketball yesterday, the brunette often began to notice her best friend in the company of Pak.

Jimin was becoming more and more curious to the point of horror. I wanted to check my guesses and find out if they are true?

But if it were true, then the girl would not have confessed her love to him yesterday.

There is another possibility that Jeon and Park have become friends.

Probably, the Pack is more inclined to the second option. Yes, and besides, they won't be able to become a couple so quickly.

****

Cheyeon nervously clutched the straps of her briefcase as she walked to the gym door. Today, like yesterday, the girl was worried about the workout. Well, my God, why did she listen to the Fox? Even the roof plan didn't work.

Opening the gym door, the blonde immediately noticed Chon playing with a ball. After closing the door, Puck moved forward, placing his bag on a lonely bench.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, the dark-haired man stopped playing, turning towards the girl, taking a few steps towards her, but before that, Chon picked up a basketball.

- So, let's get started, - the blonde nodded. Jeongguk came up behind her. - Take the ball, - nodding again, Park picked up the ball. - So, carefully look at your target - the ring. And then you raise the ball to the level of your head and throw it into the ring so that it hits," the dark-haired woman touched the women's hands with both of her hands, which caused a herd of goosebumps to pass unnoticed through Cheyeon's body.

Lifting the girl's hands to the level of her head, Jeon imperceptibly brought his face closer to the woman's hair, I can smell Park's hair. The girl's hair smelled of cinnamon, the guy's favorite smell. For a few seconds he froze, inhaling the scent of her hair. A pleasant feeling abruptly appeared in the lower abdomen, which Chon had never felt before.

And Cheyeon felt completely uncomfortable, because the dark-haired man stopped abruptly for some reason, and his breath burned the skin of her neck little by little.

Damn awkward.