stray kids imagines

seungmin | love letters

ⁿᵒᵗ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ
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fluff / 1933
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you were sitting at your desk, elbow rested on it, your head on your palm.

your eyes roamed around the classroom, the voice of the teacher talking about todays lesson filling the room.

but then your eyes fell on him. it was just the sight of the back of his head that made your heart beating a bit faster.

kim seungmin.

he was sitting at his own desk, exchanging words in whispers with jisung, his desk mate, about something. his adorable smile can be seen.

you loved that smile, as if it could light up an entire room. he himself could light up and the entire room. more specifically, that room in your heart that it was saved for him.

seungmin was your crush for over a year now. you couldn't help but blush so slightly every time your eyes meet. it was not often, but once in a week was more than enough for you.

you didn't have enough courage to go and talk to him. it was scary. what if he doesn't like you? or worse, doesn't even know your name? it would be so embarrassing.

and that's why you started doing this. love letters.

you would write him a note almost every day, leaving it on his desk before class or in his locker before lunch.

they were simple notes, really. something like 'I wish you have a good day' or 'that hat suits you very well'.

you were scribbling them on the breaks, every time in a rush, so you would have time to leave them at the supposed place.

you didn't even know if he was reading them, but you didn't give up, leaving a new note every day.

today was no different. there were 4 minutes before the end of the class, but your concentration was not on a lesson but on the piece of paper in front of you.

"what should I write this time?" you tapped the pen on your chin, your eyes on the empty paper placed above your textbook.

'I like your shoes'. no, that's weird. maybe 'your hair looks like a fur of a fluffy cat-' no, that's even more weird! ugh!

you buried your head in your hands. "I'm hopeless.." you whispered to yourself.

the rang of the bell caused you to lift your head from your hands, seeing the others already packing their things to head to the cafeteria for lunch.

you sighed and packed your own things. your gaze drifted to seungmin, wanting to steal one last glance at him before he would leave the room, but you stopped what you were doing, your hands freezing halfway of closing your notebook.

seungmin was looking at you. kim. seungmin. was. looking. at. you.

you stood there, like a deer caught in headlights as seungmin gave you a small smile before walking out of the classroom with the talking jisung beside him.

the only thing you could hear at that moment was the sound of you, worriedly loud, beating heart.

"he was looking at me... he smiled at me.."

your cheeks flushed at the realisation, a stupid smile spreading across your face.

"he smiled at me.."

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'I caught myself smiling today, then I realised I was thinking about you while doing it.'