the equation of love

Chapter 7

Cheonsa's pov

I was once again sat in class, but it was creative writing so I suppose it's alright. Mrs. Yeoh is my favorite professor, she always has been. She knew the real me in a way, the way that my true self speaks through poems and drabbles. And she always loved everything I handed in, she said it had and effect on her and that she had never read such raw emotions.

"Okay Ms. Hwangbo, a love poem would be nice. Up for the challenge?" Mrs. Yeoh said and my mouth fell agape. A love poem? I've never wrote anything romantic.

"Does it have to be happy?" I questioned and she nodded. Well shit. "I'll give it a try but I can't promise anything" I said and she smiled and went back to her desk.

I sat for probably twenty minutes trying to come up with something.

"Ms. Hwangbo, you have visitors. I'll allow them to stay but you can shoo them away anytime" Professor's voice said and I could not be bothered to look up so I just sent her a thumbs up. It's probably Dambi, she's free during this time.

Her

There is so much history in the way he looks at her.
In the way he says her names. When they are together, there is a current that runs between them;
like an electric charge on the verge of erupting into a perfect storm.

I don't love her anymore

And it is the way he says the word, her— that tells me otherwise.

Wow, I'm actually impressed with myself. Sure it's not super happy, but the ending gives you hope for them. I look up to tell Mrs. Yeoh that I'm done with the task and when I do I see fourteen other people staring right at me. The two girls, whom I love with my entire being and the boy I've known almost all my life smile up at me as I stand there, flabbergasted at how they all have free periods to come and annoy me.

"Ah, Ms. Hwangbo, are you already done?" Mrs. Yeoh smiled and I nod curtly as I make my way down to her desk for her to read the poem. As her eyes skim over the letters and words a smile spread on her face. "Well, it's not exactly super happy, is it? Nevertheless it's a beautiful poem, and I can feel the emotion and I can almost see the scene in front of me. Very well done, now try an even happier one" she ended it with a smile and I bowed and laughed at how she dramatically did hand gestures for me to go back to my seat.

I had forgotten about my little crowd and as I made my way up the stairs of the lecture halls I could hear their mumbling behind me.

"What are all of you doing here?" I asked as I sat down and crossed my arms in front of my chest.

"Can't I visit my best friend?" Beomgyu said and dramatically started fake crying. I chuckled and shook my head.

"We are not close friends yet Beomgyu, but answer truthfully ..." I sneered at Sunghoon specifically. He just smiled and crouched beside my and took my notepad from my hand and started reading silently. Dambi gave me a hug and Bora just clinged onto my shoulders. "No answer huh? Bitches" I mumbled and swiftly took my notepad back.

"Your writing is truly amazing Chilly" Sunghoon said and the others whipped their head to him and I just smiled back at him.

"So he gets to read and I don't? Okay, I see how it is" Bora said and ruffled my hair and I just laughed at her behavior.

"Fine, you'll get to read the next one. I just need to write it first" I said and she squealed in excitement. I turned around in my chair to write again. Something happier? Oh goodness this will be hard. "Give me a title, something romantic because that all I'm allowed to do" I said and hands were flying in the air and I had to shush them and remind them that there are other people in here.