chapter 22

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Your POV:

-- Wednesday, 2:35pm --

"This will really be useful for the future! Please remember this!" the old man, who hadn't stopped speaking for what felt like a dreadful two hours spoke.

He pointed at the board infront of us, observing all of the nods he was getting. He plastered a lopsided grin at his lips and pushed the big glasses up from the bridge of his nose.

This was our fifth period.

We were supposed to be in our regular maths class, but the usual lesson got cancelled due to this 'important' maths workshop that the school really needed to show us before the summer break.

It got me wondering why they wanted to show us now and not before.

The old man changed the slide and for a split second I really thought that was the end of it all because he had finally stopped talking, but all the hope crashed down.

I flinched with disgust once I turned to my side, meeting three girls who couldn't stop giggling at something which everyone was unaware of.

"Yuri!" the girl with clumpy eyelashes whispered.

"Saeil!" the odd-looking girl called back.

What weirdos. These girls were just calling each others names in 'teasing' tones. The third girl would tell them to shush here and then, but she was still apart of their weirdness.

"Now this is why maths is good for you..." the old man started talking again. I drifted off by staring into something random ahead of me, not hearing a word the man had to say.

Pft, as if I could care. I didn't want to know why maths was good for me!?

"What?"

"What? Get up." he mocked.

Wait... HOLD UP- HE WANTS TO KISS ME?! ON THE FUCKING LIPS TOO-

"What?- I'm not gonna kiss you!!" I exclaimed.

Shit. Why was I thinking of that stupid worthless moment?! It's not worth even thinking of. Not worth of even touching my brain.

The day of the party.

The day I found extremely intense.

I mean, it was all so random?! He wanted to kiss me, and me only, all of a sudden. Then on top of that, he wanted to get to know me?

Now that I thought of it, I couldn't help but question the sudden change in his behaviour.

He was supposed to be rude to me, but now he's quite.. kind.

If I'm honest, I'm probably the rude-ish one to him.

The way he looks at me.. like he looks completely genuine with those angelic eyes. Especially when he smiles.

I may have this enemy-odd-hateful aura when I'm around him, but he seems to enjoy it.

And there's no way he likes me... it's just so.. random.

What am I thinking?!

And the non-surprising and concerning fact is that, this isn't the first time this week this has happened.

Every free second, the only time I get to daydream in the deadest point of class, his name is there waiting for me.

Jeno stalks my thought bubble.

It's definitely not that I like him, of course. Again, that was a one-time thing.

I can call him handsome, which is not deniable, but that doesn't mean I have to like him right there and then.

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