The next day I woke up prepared for another good day at the laboratory. I was determined not to let my grim mood ruin my performance during experiments, because if I couldn't even do those anymore then I would need serious help to recover.
As I was skipping towards the lab with a new-found enthusiasm, I accidentally ended up walking in on two of my professors having a romantic moment near the workstation that had all my research material on. Flustered, I waited in the doorway awkwardly for a bit until they took notice of my presence. I was currently researching on heart cells and mostly spent my free time here, so the professors were all really familiar with me. A situation like this however was a first, so after uncomfortably greeting each other the professors quickly left the room. I sighed loudly and plopped down on a chair, looking as forlorn and hopeless as ever as I stared into nothing for a bit.
"Even my professors are in love..." I mumbled in a heavy voice as I pulled out a notepad from my bag. "I wish I had someone too."
I looked down at my notepad and flipped the pages until I found the right one, then took out a pen and crossed the professor's name off my 'potential boyfriends' list. I stared at the name for a moment and pulled a face at it in irritation before scribbling over it a little more aggressively. "I only put you on my list because you're handsome, but I didn't really like you anymore after you failed me for microbiology anyway! And now I even catch you having an affair with the haematology professor..."
I heard someone snort in amusement and looked up in shock, but my expression shortly morphed into one of disbelief as soon as I recognised the guy in front of me. A pang of a numbing pain shot through my chest as I gazed up at him at a complete loss of words. I mentally complained to myself that it just had to be Han Sanghyuk -the one person who would probably understand my grim and lonely situation the least.
He wasn't a science student, but I knew him. The whole university knew him, because he wasn't just incredibly talented and intelligent, but darn good-looking too. And the issue was that he knew that very well himself, so I had long diagnosed him with a severe case of 'big-headedness'.
I watched him questioningly with narrowed eyes as he looked down at me with his big almond ones. His auburn hair looked really soft under the sunrays that slipped in through the gaps of the blinds and for a moment I felt an urge to reach up and touch it... until the question as to why he was here in the first place replaced that crazy thought. I was pretty certain that Hyuk was a music student, so his department was on the floor above.
He walked over towards me and casually looked at what I was doing, making me cover my notepad up quickly as soon as I realised. This guy was seriously nosy...
He smirked. "Do you even have a house, Brainiac?"
I looked back at him, unimpressed. I knew he was quite frankly implying that I was a nerd and questioning if there wasn't anything else I ever did besides laboratory work.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, ignoring his annoying remark.
Hyuk shrugged and pulled a chair out in the row in front of me, facing me as he sat down backwards and leaned forward with his arms and chin on the back of the chair. "Sometimes I like coming here to write because the library's too loud."
I thought about it and decided that was an acceptable point because I too thought that the library was quite noisy indeed -at least to my standards. The noise from snack packaging and whispers alone was enough to drive me crazy with frustration because I wouldn't be able to concentrate on whatever I was doing. Besides that, I was actually a little surprised at his reason, because I didn't know he took his studies that seriously. He just didn't seem like that to me because of his status at school and the way he carried himself... and not to forget the way he liked picking on me for being such a nerd. Quite honestly, I was expecting him to have said he had too much time on his hands and was bored, but perhaps I had misjudged him just a little too much.
