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Seokmin's nights are filled with intimate dreams about his best friend, Joshua. What starts as confusion soon spir...
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When Jeonghan reached the door to his classroom, he paused to pull out his notes for the upcoming lecture.
But as he yanked them free from the bag, the papers slipped from his grasp, scattering across the floor in a flurry of white. Startled, Jeonghan let out a small gasp and quickly bent down to gather them, his long hair falling into his face as he scrambled to pick up the notes.
❝Fuck,❞ he muttered under his breath, flustered by the sudden mess.
As he reached for a stray sheet near his foot, another hand appeared, swiftly scooping up the paper. Jeonghan looked up, surprised, and found himself face to face with one of his classmates-someone he had seen in class before but never really interacted with. The boy had messy, slightly curly hair that looked like it had been left to its own devices, and he was dressed in a loose, comfy sweater and jeans that seemed more suited for lounging at home than attending class. There was an air of quiet nonchalance about him, the kind of person who preferred to blend into the background.
❝Here,❞ the boy said softly, handing the paper back to Jeonghan with a gentle smile that revealed a set of charming dimples. It was the kind of smile that could light up a room, soft but with a warmth that caught Jeonghan off guard.
Jeonghan accepted the paper, his own smile spreading across his face in response. ❝Thanks,❞ he said, genuinely appreciative. He gathered the rest of his notes quickly, the boy helping him with a few more stray pages. As they both stood up, Jeonghan noticed that the boy didn't make any move to rush off, which gave him a chance to strike up a conversation.
❝I'm Jeonghan, by the way,❞ he said, offering his hand out of habit, though he couldn't remember ever formally introducing himself to this classmate before. ❝I don't think we've really talked before.❞
The boy seemed a bit surprised by the sudden introduction but recovered quickly. He took Jeonghan's hand in a firm but friendly shake. ❝Seungcheol,❞ he replied, his voice steady and calm. ❝I usually sit in the back, so I guess we haven't had much chance to talk.❞
Jeonghan nodded, recalling seeing Seungcheol in the back row, always quiet and focused, never really interacting with anyone. ❝Well, it's nice to officially meet you, Seungcheol,❞ Jeonghan said with a warm smile. ❝Thanks for the help back there. I'm not usually this clumsy.❞
Seungcheol chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that made him look even more endearing. ❝No problem. It happens to the best of us.❞
There was something about Seungcheol that Jeonghan found incredibly calming. Unlike some of the more boisterous personalities in their class, Seungcheol had an easygoing presence, a quiet confidence that drew people in without trying. And that smile-Jeonghan couldn't help but think how adorable it was, how it seemed to soften the edges of his otherwise rugged appearance.
They both started walking towards their seats, Jeonghan found himself stealing glances at Seungcheol, curious about this boy who had suddenly appeared on his radar. ❝You know,❞ Jeonghan began, trying to keep the conversation going, ❝I've noticed you always sit at the back, kind of keeping to yourself. Any particular reason?❞
Seungcheol shrugged lightly, his lips quirking into a half-smile. ❝I guess I just prefer it back there. It's quieter, and I can focus better. Plus, I'm not really the type to draw attention to myself.❞
Jeonghan hummed in understanding, though he couldn't help but think that someone as charming as Seungcheol should be in the spotlight more often. ❝I get that,❞ he said, ❝but you should join the rest of us sometime. We're not that bad, I promise.❞
Seungcheol chuckled again, this time a bit louder, the sound warm and rich. ❝I'll think about it,❞ he replied, though there was a hint of playfulness in his tone that suggested he might actually take Jeonghan up on that offer.
They reached their seats, and Jeonghan slipped into his usual spot, while Seungcheol moved towards the back of the room. Before he sat down, Seungcheol turned back to Jeonghan and gave him another one of those heart-melting gummy smiles.
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As class began, Jeonghan couldn't help but glance back at Seungcheol every now and then, catching glimpses of the boy who had suddenly piqued his interest. Seungcheol was focused on the lecture, his brow furrowed slightly as he took notes. Jeonghan smiled to himself, thinking that maybe this quiet boy who liked to sit at the back of the class was someone worth getting to know better.
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