Insomnia// Jeerangz

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**Sarang's POV**

"Well I guess I'll catch you later," I said, "Thanks for the help today."

We just stepped out of the library. I tucked my chemistry textbook in my left hand and my tote bag in the other. The sun had just finished setting by the time we finished my tutoring session. Time was running so fast when we were in there that I didn't even realize that the room began shimmering that luminous orange.

"It was no problem... plus I'm being paid for this anyways so..." Her eyes darted over the place to avoid the awkward eye contact. I couldn't blame her though. I figure she wasn't the most extroverted person around-- I mean she literally spends her nights walking around campus. How much more introverted and secluded can one be?

I uncontrollably laughed out loud, "Haha you're so honest." 

That caused her to look at me with a sheepish smile. "Heh... I'll see you later then Sarang. I have to go back and study physics. Does the same time tomorrow work?"

"Yeah tomorrow-- I'll see you later." I waved goodbye before I spun around to head toward my dorm, "OH! AND... good luck tonight Jeemin!"

"You too!" Her smile remained on her face. She looked so different when she smiled, as if she was an entirely different person compared to the dead serious expression on her face when she was teaching. She looked almost child-like with a smile, like you just want to squeeze her until she pops. Yet she looked so scarily authoritative when she was trying to teach me, like you feel it in your bones that you shouldn't do anything to upset her. It gave me whiplash how much of a switch-up these two versions were.

I smiled to myself as I reflected on that tutoring session. I never liked being forced to have tutors ever since I was young, but alas, one cannot be good at both volleyball and studying at once. However, this time was different; Jeemin was a fantastic tutor much to my surprise and against my prejudice from all the other tutors I've experienced. I never expected to understand the material so quickly and easily. She had a way with words that completely resonated with me. 

At first, she seemed scary, but after exchanging information and phone numbers, her naturally bubbly albeit shy personality emerged. Studying with her was comfortable; like I was talking with a friend of 5 years even if we technically just met this morning. When she actually began teaching and giving me problem sets to work out, I was worried that I would just upset the good vibes we had going on with my stupidity but she was so patient with me-- it made me feel good about myself.

A sudden pair of hands grabbed onto my shoulder breaking my thought, "Who's got you smilin' like that Mrs. Ryu?"

"God damn Koko, you scared the hell out of me," I said after regaining my composure. I accidentally dropped my chemistry book onto the floor when my hand clutched my heart.

She handed me my book which I furiously took back. "So... what, or rather, who were you thinking about?" She continued to follow me, investigating intently.

"No one. I'm just happy that my tutor is actually good and isn't just another nerd who rambles on and on but can't teach even if their lives depended on it."

"Right! You had your first tutoring thing today. How was it? If she's good then I might need to get her to teach me too then."

"She was good. Really good." I thought back through the flashbacks of the silly moments that we shared earlier. "But, I think she doesn't even have time to tutor anyone else; she seems pretty busy studying for her classes too."

Koko pouted, "Aw really? I hear the other tutors available aren't that good though."

"You better focus in class then," I joked.