To Be Loved... (BOOK 1)

Operation Crush

Nothing out of the ordinary happened last night. Yeonjun won, I came in last. San continuously stared at Wooyoung when it would be his turn and he'd be too dumb to notice. Minho constantly gave me death glares because he kept catching my eyes on Felix. I got home without my parents knowing I ever left. See? Nothing out of the ordinary.

I was in physics by myself. I'd say it's rather impressive how much work I complete without paying attention. For the last 25 minutes, I've done nothing but sketch the eyes, nose, and lips of the boy I had seen for the first time last night. I think it's ironic how I thought it was creepy to stalk San at a bowling alley yet here I am drawing someone's face in my notebook.

I looked at the sketch in disapproval. Something was missing, but what?

I snuck out my phone and went onto Instagram. Of course I had found his profile last night too.

That was it.

Freckles.

I bit my lip, controlling my smile. But my thoughts were interrupted my other obnoxious best friend decided to text me.

Jisung
so...

Hyunjin
No.

Jisung
Oh come on you don't even know what I'm gonna say

Hyunjin
I don't wanna go out tonight

Jisung
I don't know how you do it

You have the most outgoing, social best friends ever yet you choose to sit inside

Hyunjin
Han what the fuck are you talking about

You're literally afraid of people

Jisung
Shut up

I am not

Hyunjin
You only hang around Jeongin, that kid Yongbok that you talk about, and me

Jisung
And Huening Kai

Hyunjin
Very nice

A freshman

Jisung
I think you'd like him

Hyunjin
Too loud

Jisung
AND WOOYOUNG ISN'T?????

There was nothing else I could say after that so I left him on read. Jung Wooyoung is in fact the loudest human being on the face of the planet.

It was last period. Gym. I absolutely love that I can change into a t-shirt and shorts so everyone can see I'm skin and bones. All I do is eat but I'm one of those 'lucky ones' with a fast metabolism. It's embarrassing. You could practically flick me and I'd shatter.

"You." I heard a unrecognizable voice call out but I didn't think anything of it because who would need to talk to me. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" Before I could fully turn around, I was pinned against the gym lockers. It was Minho. "What the fuck was your deal last night?" I wasn't intimidated. He was cutting in on my time where I typically sulk about how I don't like my appearance. I let out a huge sigh and rolled my eyes.