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LJ - 16

High school crushes are a whole different beast. I thought I had it all figured out with Jinyoung, but then along came Chan. He was different—confident, funny, and didn't hesitate to make his move. It was exciting but also nerve-wracking because, unlike Jinyoung, Chan was experienced, and I wasn't.

Chan had this easy charm that drew people in. He was the center of attention, cracking jokes and making everyone have so much fun. When he started showing interest in me, I felt like the luckiest girl in the school. He would hold my hand casually, put his arm around me, and find a way to be close.

I liked it, but at the same time, it made me hyper-aware of my inexperience. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I didn't know what I was doing and how obvious it probably was to him.

Daily bus rides had become a thing for Jungkook and me to catch up. He and I would start off sitting with our friends, but once they got off at their stops, it was just us. Today, though, I was quieter than usual, and I knew he noticed.

As we sat on the bus, I stared out the window, lost in my thoughts, making Jungkook nudge me. "Earth to Jieun." I blinked at him. "What's up with you? You've been quiet all day."

I shrugged. "It's nothing. Just tired."

He didn't look convinced but let it go for now. The rest of the ride was spent in silence. Dinner didn't make me feel any different, however, which only made him tease me harder.

"Did you finally run out of things to say, sis?"

Normally, I would have some comeback, but today, I just poked at my food, ignoring him. This caught our parents' attention, and they exchanged worried glances. Mom tried to get me talking. "How was your day, sweetheart?"

"It was fine... A regular day."

Jungkook tried again. "Must've been some day to make you this chatty."

I shot him a look, but didn't say anything. After a few more failed attempts to engage me in conversation, I excused myself. "I'm going to my room. Got some stuff to do."

I retreated to my room to draw, hoping it would help clear my mind. I slipped on my two-finger glove, grabbed my digital tablet, and put on my headphones. The music blasted, drowning out any other noise as I began sketching. My room was my haven, the walls decorated with my favorite drawings, and my desk cluttered with art supplies.

My mind drifted to thoughts about Chan, momentarily wishing I had used my time with Jinyoung to gain more experience or dated other guys before meeting him. The thought of doing anything wrong and awkward around him made me nervous.

An hour later, I was deep into my drawing when my headphones were suddenly yanked off. I spun around to see Jungkook standing there with a smirk. "What the hell, Jungkook?"