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One week later -
For the past week, Ivy has been admiring Taehyung in a way she never expected. It started when she came across him and since then, she can't stop thinking about him. Every time she sees him, she feels a strange comfort, like everything in the world is okay.
It's as if she could watch him all day without even blinking, completely captivated by his presence.
She feels like she is completely lost in thoughts about Taehyung. She can't explain why, but there's something about him that draws her in deeper with every passing moment.
It's not just a passing crush; it feels much more intense.
At one point, she started to wonder if she was experiencing love at first sight. The thought popped into her head, making her question her feelings.
Was this really love? Or was it something else she couldn't quite understand yet?
But the idea of love seemed too big, too overwhelming for her to accept right away and top of that a big unexpected thing which she haven't even imagine ever. She didn't want to rush into labeling her emotions. So, instead of jumping to conclusions, she decided to leave the thought aside and just let things unfold naturally.
For now, she's happy to keep admiring Taehyung from afar, feeling comforted by his presence without overthinking it. She knows time will reveal what this unknown emotions truly mean.
In today class, Ivy couldn't help but steal glances at Taehyung like always. He sat at his desk, head down, sketching something in his notebook with intense focus. She was satisfied with the decision of professor hyeon fixing everyone seats with their partner and luckily her bench mate was none other than Taehyung.
"Even if I didn't got paired up with you , I would have make sure to sit beside you every time" she thought while in the chaos of the class nobody noticed that how her eyes screamed determination even she herself doesn't have an idea.
There was an aura of calm around him, as if the chaos of the world never touched him. Ivy's eyes followed the way his hand moved gracefully across the paper, his long fingers gripping the pen with precision.
"Each line of his vein draws me closer, a silent pulse I can't resist, man got the most beautiful hands ever but I love how it holds power and tenderness at the same time"
"What is he drawing?"she wondered, her curiosity tugging at her.
She tried to shake off the thought, focusing on her own notes, but her mind kept drifting back to him. His face was relaxed, There was something magnetic about him-something Ivy couldn't quite put into words. She wasn't used to being captivated by anyone, but Taehyung was different.
During the break, while the other students chatted and left the room, Ivy stayed behind, sitting a few rows behind him. She watched him from afar, noting how unbothered he seemed by everything around him. "Why doesn't he ever talk? Maybe he prefers silence" she mused, trying to decode the mystery that was Kim Taehyung. He never participated in class discussions, never joined in any groups same like her.
