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5 | The Shoulder Touch: Was Uncle Aaron Onto Something?

ARTICLE TITLE: The Shoulder Touch: Was Uncle Aaron Onto Something?

DRAFTED TEXT: After watching Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, I thought the shoulder touch was a dumb move to flirt with someone. I mean, who goes over and randomly touches a person's shoulder and smirks just to say 'Hey'? If someone did that to me, I would run. Gwen was right to feel awkward, right? The only reason she didn't actually run was because she felt he was Spider-Man.

Y/n's hands were in her zip-up's pockets as she neared the school, her headphones blasting music. She looked around all the students coming in, some with friends, some alone like her. Her eyes then fell on a figure getting off a mopped, taking off his helmet and taking out a small bag from the back compartment.

She hadn't been able to catch him yesterday, to ask him what she'd wanted after he'd calmed Si Eun down. Texting passed through her mind, but she chickened out and decided against it the night before. But now he was alone and so was she.

As she rushed over, she turned off her headphones and let them rest around her neck. ''Soo Ho!''

He looked up in confusion at the call of his name, though he cracked a smile when his eyes fell on her. ''Hey, cutie.''

''I have a question,'' was the first thing she said as she reached him, falling in step with him as they started walking up the slope.

Soo Ho furrowed his eyebrows — cutely — and tilted his head. ''No 'Hello?' No, 'Good morning, handsome'?''

Y/n felt her ears burning, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of showing him how flustered she felt. ''Yeah, yeah. Good morning. I still have a question.''

A chuckle. ''Alright, what is it?''

''Have you ever learned how to box or was that yesterday a lucky strike?'' Y/n asked.

Soo Ho's brows rose in surprise. ''I did MMA as a kid. How'd you know?''

''Your stance and everything,'' Y/n said and rose her own hands up to her face, mimicking what he'd done yesterday. ''Your technique was good. You didn't look like a rookie.''

''And how do you know that?'' Soo Ho asked. They were entering the school now. ''Did you also do MMA?''

''Kickboxing,'' Y/n answered. ''Also when I was a kid, though. My dad made me do it for self defense and I liked it.''

''Ah, so your perfect kick wasn't just a lucky strike, either,'' Soo Ho said.

Y/n rolled her eyes. ''That was just a kick. Anyone can do it.''

''You were moving so fast, though! Like, you kicked him and knocked him down within seconds. It was cool,'' Soo Ho said.

Y/n felt her chest tighten. They were still on the ground floor — there was time until they made it to the classroom, time she had to fill up with a conversation topic unless she wanted it to get awkward and he decides he never wants to talk to her ever again. She wracked her brain for a moment, then she had it. ''Were you stalking my account?''

''Huh?'' Soo Ho's voice went an octave higher for a moment, then he cleared his throat. ''No, what are you talking about? I barely have time to sleep, you know, let alone stalk.''