Between Two Hearts • yeonjun × hoshi

12: Tension

"So? Would you hit me?" He asked once again.

"No, I wouldn't. I'm not that violent."

I winked at him. I looked down at my lap, trying to prevent him from noticing my face, turning red.

We sat in silence for a few minutes until I felt him gently grab my hand. He began measuring the sizes of our hands by making our palms gently press against each other.

My hand was smaller than his. I looked up at him, and I saw that he had a smirk on his face.

"You have cute fingers." He said as he analyzed my fingers.

I couldn't help but smile. "Well, you have skinny fingers."

He ended up chuckling at my response. I continued to tease the size of his fingers until he eventually surrendered and admitted that his fingers were indeed skinny.

He then complimented my facial features one after the other, especially my eyes. He pointed out that my eyes looked unique. Not many people complimented my features unless it was a guy who was interested in me.

His gaze quickly trailed up to my hair. The look on his face gave a sense of curiosity. He asked if he could touch my hair, and I agreed.

He gently played with my hair. He seductively bit his bottom lip. I grew curious as to why he did that but couldn't help but gently smack his face.

"Stop getting aroused." I teased.

Realizing what he did, he shook his head and cleared his throat. "I'm not aroused. Just fascinated."

I rolled my eyes and chuckled. He continued to play with my hair until he eventually stopped. Our eyes met. I felt the tension between us slowly growing.

I couldn't maintain eye contact with him. "He's so beautiful." The thought popped into my head.

Indeed, he was.

I smiled. I quickly looked away and covered my face with my hands in embarrassment. What was more embarrassing was the way I behaved, like a little girl in elementary school.

I quickly managed to get back into my normal mean demeanor and turned to look at him. He had the look of shock on his face but was immediately overshadowed by a smirk.

Fortunately, he gained the courage to spark up a conversation for a while until it was getting late. My mother called out for me, signaling that it was time to head back home.

Hoshi was kind enough to walk me to my house where we said our goodbyes, and he walked back to his house. I quickly ran back upstairs to my bedroom. I sat down on my bed, trying to grasp everything that happened.

"That was... something else," I said out loud. A part of me couldn't wait to see him again the following day at school.

Hoshi took over my mind. I couldn't understand why. Despite Hoshi being attractive, he was a good person to talk to.

He carried every conversation which most guys that I encountered couldn't. I wouldn't mind being friends with Hoshi.

However, I was still determined to shoot my shot at Yeonjun. Once we continued to speak, my chances of finally getting closer to Yeonjun would be high and my ability to confess would eventually happen.

But I needed to take my time with it.