Springtime || bbangsaz

Eight

Mimji thinks implementing classroom duty during lunch break is absolutely ridiculous. What was the point of making the room clean only for it to return to the same state or worse by the end of the day?

She sighs softly, watching as her classmates flock out of the room excitedly and flooding the hallways. Clearly, her cheese bread wasn't nearly enough to fill up her stomach which was already grumbling.

"Less staring and more cleaning, Minji-yah."

Hanni moves out of her seat, looking around the classroom for the dustpan and broomstick.

"Why are you helping me?" Minji asks curiously as she stands up, running her fingers through her hair.

"Would you rather it be someone else?" Hanni jokes as she spins around, eyeing her from across the room.

"I- I don't mean it that way," Minji clarifies quickly as she springs up from her seat.

In the midst of it all, her clumsiness got the better of her as her left knee knocked against the desk clumsily. She glances down at the point of contact, noticing the red bruise forming.

Realization had dawned on her: Hanni probably saw everything.

"I'm okay!" she exclaims, leaning back against the desk casually as if she did not just make a clown of herself in front of the Pham Hanni.

"I didn't ask."

Blood rushes up to her cheeks.

"Oh, right... Ugh anyway, I was just trying to say that I like having you as my cleaning buddy! And I wouldn't have it any other way. My desk mate is horrible, I don't know what I'd do if he was here right now instead of you. Not that I want him here," Minji begins her long ramble of nonsense, trying to divert the topic and pretend as if nothing had happened.

Hanni chuckles lightly, walking across the classroom towards the raven. "Min."

"Yeah?" Minji swallows a lump of saliva as Hanni stands before her, looking up at her with pretty dark eyes.

She doesn't respond immediately, her gaze steady and alluring. It makes Minji's heart race uncontrollably at her effortless beauty.

Hanni closes the distance between them ever so slightly until her hands rest on either side of the desk, trapping Minji completely with no way to escape. Her lips curl into a smile, a flicker of mischief and curiosity.

Since the time they've spent together, Minji has never seen this side of Hanni before. It's both exciting and nerve wracking.

"Hanni, what are you–"

She places her index finger onto Minji's lips, shushing her up effectively.

Minji doesn't know what to focus on. The sensation of her skin pressing against her own lips gently, the proximity between their bodies or how insanely attractive Hanni is.

"Shhh, you talk a lot," Hanni whispers, tilting her head.

"Sorry, I tend to–"

"See what I mean?" Hanni pushes her finger against her lips slightly.

Minji thinks she might combust if Hanni kept this up, whatever this was anyway.

So she settles on keeping quiet, chewing on the insides of her cheeks to hold herself back.

"I like teasing you and making you flustered. It's cute," the taller girl breathes out, slowly pulling her finger away.

Her hand trails down to the locks of black hair cascading Minji's shoulders, twirling and playing with them. "You look pretty in black hair."