First ⌲ |Bang Chan| [ENGLISH]

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Hey everyoneeee!!!So,that's the firste chapter of my 2nd fic and first english fic^^ Hope u'll enjoy it guyzz.

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"Hey, remember how we met in English?"

The campus was semi lifeless and you were both late to class. It was a bad idea to get ice cream during the passing period because Thursday was the busiest day of the week for the both of you. You had just came out from your chemistry lecture while Minho had just finished his contemporary dance lecture. You met him at the usual spot: the ice cream truck by the bell tower in the middle of campus.

Knowing Minho, he would want to get ice cream right after he got out of dance, and make you wait in line with him. You guess it wasn't too bad since you wanted some too...

"How can I take the time to remember how we met when we're late for class? You could've waited to get ice cream after we finish math," you stressed, taking another bite of your vanilla ice cream.

"Says the one who's almost done with their ice cream," Minho chuckled, nodding over to your ugly bitten waffle cone.

Actually, you could recall your first encounter with Minho. You remembered bumping into him on the first day of class last year, but it was his fault for not paying attention. Minho had his schedule in one hand and the campus map in the other. You were prepared for your classes because you took a look around campus a couple days prior to when the term began. Minho just liked to do things very last minute.

Minho happily licked the creamy pink swirl in his sugar cone, taking his sweet time to indulge the milky strawberry flavor. He chose to prioritize food over changing into clean clothes. His outfit wasn't bad. It was just a black t-shirt along with a pair of black sweatpants, but there was no point in carrying a duffle bag filled with clean clothes if he wasn't going to change into them.

You noticed how the beads of sweat on the sides of his face were slowly making its way down to his jawline. Your attention was suddenly on his neck. When Minho spoke, you watched how his adam's apple would bob up and down. How insanely attractive, and he's a dance major, you thought, eyes widening once you realized what had just happened.

Those kinds of thoughts never came to your mind, and they shouldn't at all.

"Something on my face?" He questioned, pointing at himself. Bothered with what had just happened, you pulled out the napkin you were saving in your pocket for later but gave it to Minho instead.

"Just wipe your stupid face."

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445 words ,i think i'll go for short chapters for this fic hehe^^

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