As Beom Seok turned to leave with Eun Ae, he glanced back at Joon Woo, his eyes flashing a warning: stay away from her. Joon Woo felt a surge of anger at the possessive gesture, but he controlled himself, not wanting to escalate the situation.
Beom Seok's hand on Eun Ae's shoulder seemed to pull her closer, and Joon Woo felt a pang of disappointment. He had been enjoying her company, and now Beom Seok was swooping in, claiming her as his own.
Joon Woo watched as they walked away, feeling frustrated and helpless. He wanted to punch Beom Seok for his arrogance, but he knew that would only lead to more trouble.
As he turned to leave, Joon Woo couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. He didn't like the way Beom Seok had looked at him, like he was a threat to be eliminated. And he definitely didn't like the way Beom Seok had touched Eun Ae, like she was his property.
Joon Woo sighed, wondering what he had gotten himself into. He had only wanted to help Eun Ae, but now it seems like he was caught in a web of complicated relationships and rivalries....
Beom Seok and Eun Ae were walking home. Beom Seok asked, "Why was Joon Woo with you?"
Eun Ae didn't want to tell the truth. "We were just working on homework," she said.
Beom Seok didn't believe her. "Just homework?" he asked.
Eun Ae nodded. "Yes, that's all. Don't worry."
But Beom Seok was still worried. He knew Eun Ae was hiding something.
Beom Seok and Eun Ae have been friends since they were kids. He wants to protect her and keep their friendship strong. He doesn't want anyone to come between them.
Joon Woo was also walking home, thinking about what happened. He doesn't understand why Beom Seok is so protective of Eun Ae. But he knows he has to be careful not to ruin their friendship.
Beom Seok, Eun Ae, and Joon Woo all went home, not knowing what would happen next. But they knew things were going to get more complicated...
Eun ae pov...
I walked through the front door, dropping my bag onto the floor with a sigh of relief. Another long day at school was finally over. I kicked off my shoes and began to unwind, putting away my books and changing into comfortable clothes.
After completing my chores and helping with dinner, I felt a sense of accomplishment wash over me. Now, it was time to relax. I climbed the stairs to my room, flopped onto my bed, and let out a contented sigh.
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As I lay there, my mind began to wander. Thoughts of him crept in, like they often did. I couldn't help but think of the way he smiled, the way he talked, the way he walked with such confidence. He was so gentle, yet strong, and every girl in school admired him. His intelligence shone through in everything he did, always topping the class with ease.
I remembered the way he listened attentively when I spoke, the way his eyes sparkled when he laughed, and the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck. My heart fluttered as I recalled our conversations, his kindness, and his genuine interest in getting to know me.
As I drifted off to sleep, I wondered if he thought of me too, if he saw me in the same light. The thought sent a warm glow through my heart, and I smiled, feeling grateful for this chance encounter that had brought us together.
As I lay there, lost in thought, I suddenly snapped back to reality. Wait, why am I thinking all this? I asked myself. Am I mad? I shouldn't be falling for someone who's essentially the enemy of my best friend's arch-nemesis. My friend has always warned me about his nature, how he's always trying to one-up everyone, and yet...I couldn't deny the way I felt.
I thought about my friend, how proud I was of him, despite his struggles. He's always been kind and genuine, never trying to outdo others. But still, my mind kept drifting back to him - the basketball player. I couldn't understand why.
I tossed and turned, trying to shake off the thoughts, but they lingered. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I drifted off to sleep, my mind still racing.
The next morning, I woke up with a not-so-happy mood. I didn't want to face the day, didn't want to see him, didn't want to feel these confusing emotions. But I knew I had to shake it off, for my friend's sake, and for mine. I got ready for school, putting on a mask of indifference, hoping no one would notice the turmoil inside me.
As I headed out the door, I took a deep breath, preparing myself for another day of pretending, of hiding my true feelings. Little did I know, today would bring its own set of challenges, and maybe, just maybe, a chance to confront the emotions I was trying so hard to suppress.
Author pov ...
Eun Ae tried to focus on her own studies, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that Joon Woo was hiding something. She would see him in the hallways or in the school courtyard, always alone and always with that brooding look on his face.
One day, she decided to approach him after school. "Joon Woo, can I talk to you for a minute?" she asked, catching up to him as he was walking out of the school building.
Joon Woo turned to her, his expression neutral. "What is it, Eun Ae?"
Eun Ae hesitated, unsure how to phrase her question. "I just wanted to check in on you. You seem really withdrawn lately."
Joon Woo raised an eyebrow. "And you care because...?"
Eun Ae felt a surge of determination. "Because I consider you a friend, even if we're not in the same class. And I don't like seeing you like this."
Joon Woo looked at her for a long moment, then nodded curtly. "Thanks, Eun Ae. But I'm fine."
Eun Ae wasn't convinced, but she let it drop. For now.
As she walked away, she saw Beom Seok watching her from across the courtyard, his expression disapproving. She knew he didn't like her talking to Joon Woo, but she couldn't help feeling drawn to the mysterious senior..
As Eun Ae continued to run into Joon Woo in the hallways, she started to notice little things about him. The way he smiled to himself when he thought no one was looking, the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he laughed, the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck.
She found herself looking forward to these chance encounters, feeling a flutter in her chest whenever he was near. She couldn't explain why, but she felt drawn to him in a way she'd never experienced before.
One day, while studying in the library, Eun Ae caught herself staring at Joon Woo's profile picture on her phone. She felt a surge of embarrassment - what was she doing?! But she couldn't help it. She was curious about him, about what made him tick.
As she delved deeper into her thoughts, Eun Ae realized that her feelings for Joon Woo went beyond friendship. She was developing a crush on him, hard and fast.
But what did it mean? And what would happen if he found out?
