Desire - SeongSang

Prologue

I stood at the door. He was sitting at the back of the class where he usually sits.

Finishing up the work that he didn't finish in class. He was quick with finishing the last parts.

I walked in. Closing the door.

He looked up as he tuck a strand of hair behind his ear. He quickly looked back down. He wrote something down. Getting up. Putting his work in his binder. Putting it in his bag.

I walked up to him. "Yeosang."

He hummed. Looking up at me once I got to the desk we share. "Yes, Seonghwa?"

"I... Would... Shit." He tilted his head to the side.

It's not hard to ask him one sentence that consists of eight words. Do you want to go out with me? That is what I'm going to ask. I just got to say it.

I opened my mouth. I fucken regret that I did.

"Do you want to be friends with benefits?" I asked instead. I felt like dying. I want to be shot in the face right now. I really don't want him to...

"Friends with benefits?" He looked away a bit. His cheeks were now dusted with pink. "Sure. I guess." He turned back to me. His expression was neutral as always. "When do you want to meet up?"