TASTE | HHJ

Chapter 8 : Illegal

Chapter 8
Illegal

Last night, I pulled myself together for a bloody study session. There were so many deadlines to meet and activities to prioritize. I think I studied for six hours straight last night. I passed out on my study table and when I woke up, it's already morning.

I was almost late and Hyunjin teased me about it.

"Just sleep and I'll cover for you." Hyunjin whispered.

I frowned at him, confused about his plan and if he's worth the trust.

"How?"

"I'll say you're having a headache and that you're not really asleep. You're just having a good rest while still listening to the discussion." He explained.

I eyed him suspiciously. He sighed and clicked his tongue afterwards. "Fine, I'll write down notes so you could not miss out on anything."

I watched him pull out his pad and pen. This guy. He's so rich why can't he buy himself a laptop or anything. Or maybe he's just really lazy that he doesn't consider going to the mall to buy one.

I nod my head and proceeded to cross my arms and lean my head on it. Gosh. I love sleep. I don't know what has gotten into Hyunjin today but I kind of trust him with this one. My eyes got heavier every second until I drift away to sleep.

I felt a soft poke on my cheek. I groaned and push the hand away. But I could hear him chuckle. He attempted again and this time, I wake up from my peaceful slumber.

"Thanks to me you had a good sleep." He looked at me with a smug expression.

I rolled my eyes and stretch my arms. It got numb. "What did I miss?"

"Well, apparently, the professor only talked about his youth and forgot about the lesson he was supposed to actually teach." He says casually.

I rub my eyes and look at him curiously. "Really?"

"Yep."

"He must've had a wonderful youth that's why." I giggled.

"I know right." We laughed together.

And then I paused when I remember something. "Where are your notes?" I asked then was about to reach for his notes on the table.

"Wait." He swiftly tossed the notes inside his bag and chuckled to me afterwards. "I thought you hate me? Why are you suddenly asking for my notes?"

My cheeks then started to feel hot. "What? I thought you said- Fine! I don't need it."

I heard him laugh while caressing his lower lip with his fingers. He looked at me with a teasing expression but he's not being funny right now.

"You really like stressing me out, don't you?"

"That's what you get for sticking with me."

"Just you wait for the end of the semester." I rolled my eyes and then storm out of the classroom.

At lunch I sat alone as usual. I plugged in my earphones and started to eat. When I first got here I always grimace at the sight of college kids throwing away food as if it's nothing. But now it's normal for me to see this kind of act. I mean, I'm not saying it's a good thing. I actually want to come up and yell at their faces that wasting food is considered a sin.

Just then I saw a group of people entering the cafeteria. They're many. And one of them is Hyunjin. This guy has a lot of friends and for sure they're not the good kind. Or I'm just being very judgemental. Hyunjin, as usual, has his arms on a girl's shoulder. He's joking with his friends while at the same time flirting with his girl.