wonder | ATEEZ Wooyoung

10

The next project assigned for the class was another one that dealt mainly with class and group leaders. And since there were too many of us to meet up in person, we all met online.

While we were in the meeting, Wooyoung and I were texting separately since we wanted to clarify what our group was doing in particular. Things seemed pretty casual, with us just sending messages about the class.

That is, until the meeting seemed to be nearing an end, and neither of us knew if we were allowed to leave yet.

"Hu," his message read.

Hu? It could've just been a a sound effect or even a keyboard smash, but I decided to take advantage of the opportunity.

"Hookup?" I replied, my heart racing even though we both already talked about this before.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Hu means hookup, doesn't it?"

"I mean, yeah. But that's not what I meant."

"So you don't want to?"

I don't know why I was pressing the matter any further. I've never hooked up with a guy before and I didn't know if I'd be able to handle it. Still, it was Wooyoung. I was willing to take the risk if it meant I got to spend a night with him.

"If you want to, we can."

"When and where then?"

"We can figure that out later."

"Do you want to or not?" I questioned.

"I don't care."

By now, the meeting was already long over and the two of us went back and forth on the topic.

"You really know how to make a girl feel special, huh? Are you going to make me wear a paper bag too?"

"I'm not doing this right now, Seo-yun. Just let me know if you want to do it."

"Forget it. Find someone you actually want to fuck then."

All he did was react to the message. I felt like an idiot. I was so humiliated that I didn't know if I'd ever be able to face him again.

But, I knew I couldn't avoid him. And I was even more surprised to see that he messaged me the following week, asking me if I was on campus already. I wanted to be petty. So, I waited a while to respond, only to see that he sent a "nevermind" before I could even send anything back.

Still, I wanted to be annoying. To see if he even knew how hurt I was by his comments.

"Yeah, I'm on campus already. What did you want?"

"I was wondering if you were at the library."

"No, I'm at the cafeteria with Hongjoong. But you're not allowed to come because you suck."

"Damn, you're leaving me out now? You have class at 2 anyways, right?"

"Yeah."

"I'll see you later then."

I sighed. Of course I wanted to see him, but what could I do? Maybe I should just fuck him to ease my own curiosity. It was clear he didn't care about me in any regard, so why should I care about him? Famous last words, am I right?

After class that day, Wooyoung asked me what was wrong, even though it should've been very obvious.

We were walking alongside another student in our class, and I'm sure he must've been confused with our bickering.

"You seriously don't know why I'm mad?" I asked.

"I know why you are."

"Why am I then? Say it."

"I'm not saying it, but trust me, I know."

"And now you think I'm weird for even suggesting it."

"Not really. Plenty of girls ask me to do the same." He smirked.

"Whatever," I spat, trying to not let him get to me.

"Hey, I'm Seo-yun, by the way. I'm not sure we met yet," I said as I turned to the boy.

The boy introduced himself as well, and I walked with him, trying to force Wooyoung to be the third wheel this time. Once we approached the doors, I purposefully only said goodbye to the boy. He waved back, shyly.

"Stop flirting with him, Seo-yun," Mingi said.

"What do you mean? I'm just saying goodbye," I replied, innocently.

After that, the two walked away.

Even though I must've looked like a fool, I couldn't deny how badly I wanted to be with Wooyoung. So, I texted him again asking if he was serious about the hookup.

"Yeah, I am. Are you home alone tomorrow?" he responded.

"Are you insane?"

"Yes."

"No way you're expecting to do it at my house."

"Well, we can't do it at my place."

"And you don't have a car?" I questioned, even though I really didn't want to do it in a car.

"Nope. Let's talk on another platform by the way."

Finally, I was getting Wooyoung's socials. I didn't even know he had any.

"Tell me first though, you said a bunch of girls ask you to hookup. Is that true?"

"It doesn't matter."

"To you it doesn't."

"It's not true. Now text me on my other account."

I sighed, knowing that I was only getting myself further into trouble.

"If we can't find a place to fuck, we'll just have to fuck at school," I joked.

"I'm down."

"I didn't mean it."

"We'll see."

"By the way, do we have to go all the way? Or could we just like make out?"

"I don't really like kissing."

"I see. I guess we can have sex then."  I felt like such an idiot.

"Cool. But hey, it's getting late. Goodnight. I'll see you later"

I responded "goodnight" back, feeling like I've made the worst but most exciting decision ever.

I was going to fuck Jung Wooyoung. Jung Wooyoung was going to fuck me. That was not a statement I thought I could make a few semesters ago.

I wonder what past me would think.