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y/n pov
"i kinda like zhong chenle. he's mysterious... and hot." i push the rice around on my tray, pretending to eat, but my eyes are fixed on him, sitting a few tables away. it's not the first time i've caught myself staring. lately, he's been taking over my thoughts, and what's crazy is we've never even spoken. he might not even know i exist. "you should seriously stay away from him, y/n," my best friend, hosook, warns in a low voice, leaning in as if someone might overhear us in this noisy cafeteria. "i heard he's part of some kind of mafia." i snort, rolling my eyes. "yeah, sure. why the hell would he be going to school, then?"
i'm about to make another sarcastic remark when zhong chenle's cold, dark gaze suddenly locks onto mine. my breath catches in my throat, and i choke on thin air, quickly dropping my eyes back to my food tray. hosook bursts into loud, uncontrollable laughter, and i flush with embarrassment. "shut up," i mumble, my cheeks burning as i shove another bite of rice into my mouth to avoid saying anything else.
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"finally! i was literally about to die of boredom in there," hosook groans, dramatically throwing her hands in the air as we step out of the school building. i can't help but laugh at her over-the-top antics as we walk across the front yard. but even as i giggle, my eyes are searching, scanning the crowd until i spot the back of his head. a smile tugs at the corners of my lips. "i'll see you tomorrow," i blurt, cutting hosook off mid-sentence and rushing ahead. "wait, what?" she calls after me, confused, but i'm already hurrying to catch up with chenle's brisk pace.
"hey! chenle, right?" i manage between breaths, my steps quickening to match his long strides. he doesn't slow down or even glance my way, his focus straight ahead. my heart beats a little faster, but i push forward. "i'm y/n!" i try again, voice bright with hope, staring at his side profile, waiting for him to acknowledge me. he doesn't. not until he suddenly slows down, forcing me to stop abruptly in my tracks. he turns his head, eyes sharp and narrowed, finally looking at me for real. "what do you want, y/n?" his voice is laced with annoyance, the coldness in his gaze sending a shiver down my spine. i open my mouth, words failing me as i find myself caught off guard by just how handsome he is up close. for a moment, i just stand there, speechless. but when he raises an eyebrow, clearly waiting for an answer, i quickly clear my throat. "i just thought... maybe we could be friends?" i smile, tilting my head slightly, trying to seem casual, even though my pulse is racing. he doesn't smile back. instead, his lips curl into a smirk, and he shakes his head. "how about you stay away from me instead? we wouldn't want you getting into trouble, would we?" "don't worry, i like danger," i joke, giving him a playful wink, trying to lighten the mood. but as soon as the words leave my mouth, i cringe internally. who even talks like that?
