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𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ⋆ 3

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𝐒𝐀𝐍
I found myself repeating the cycle again; although this time it wasnt just about waking up for school and studying until i passed out , there was a certain person invading my mind and thoughts making it hard for me to focus.

It was currently lunch time and i could feel everyone's eyes on me. A gut feeling where I felt like everyone was talking about me or even mocking me. I wasn't going to sit in the filled canteen anyways, since I preferred to be alone, but as i was swiftly trying to make my way to an empty classroom I heard someone call my name right before i could enter,

"𝐒𝐚𝐧!" i heard a awfully familiar voice say.

I turned around to see them jogging their way to me across the corridor.

"𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚" i say trying to keep nonchalant but inside i was happy to see my cousin.

He was my confidant. Since i didnt have anyone else to talk to i could always rely on seonghwa.

"𝐡𝐞𝐲 , 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠? He said as he put his hand on my shoulder to comfort me, he had a genuine smile on his face and had a soft gaze towards me.

I glance down at the floor realising all the trouble he must go through just to support me, knowing that everyone here thinks im a freak but he still chooses to stay with me...i felt a pang of guiltyness in my chest.

"𝐢𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞... , 𝐢-" i couldnt even finish my sentence,

"-𝐒𝐚𝐧 , 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨... 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐦". He said with a stern look on his face whispering the last part, it made me even more guilty.

All I could do was sigh under my breath. I held back the stinging tears from falling down my face , I didn't want to embarrass myself even more.

Suddenly he swung his arm over me and held my shoulder while entering the empty classroom. I looked at him confused as he basically dragged me and told me sit down on the nearest chair.

"𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 , 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞." he said before rapidly making his way out.

I was honestly dumb founded but before i knew it i was alone again. The room was filled with the repeated noise of a clock on the wall.

I enjoyed this.

I enjoyed being far away from everyone since that meant i didnt have to try communicate in a way. I barely could make any eye contact with anyone. I was staring out the half open window opposite of where i was sat , just admiring the sunny sky and the sunlight reflecting of the glass,

-𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐝.

I quickly alert my attention following the loud noise that was made, thinking it may be seonghwa returning but as i turned my head to look in the direction i spot a person standing by the door. It was wooyoung.

I could see him standing there awkwardly like he didnt mean to distract me from my day dreaming, but like always he stood so perfectly with his sliky half tied up hair falling softly over his forehead and his veiny arms holding on to a plastic bottle. i couldnt help but let out a small sigh under my breath , not an annoyed sigh but almost a sigh that was out of lust.

"𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐭 , 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 .. 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐡𝐦" he said as he muttered the last bit. He rubbed the back of his neck embarrased not knowing what to say.

why was he always apologizing?

"𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭" i replied .

The room was filled with awkward silence with us both staring around the room. He took a seat on the edge of a desk near me and looked out the window. He then spoke up again,

"𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞?"

I was obviously still waiting for seonghwa to show up hoping he would randomly just enter now and save me from this dense awkward air between me and wooyoung.

"𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡.." i hummed in response.

As wooyoung subconsciously slightly leaned closer i could smell a faint putrid smell of cigarettes. I was a bit taken by surprise that he smoked , i tried not to care but i was worried for him. For his health. Suddenly my impulsive self had to speak up,

"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞?" i was internally cursing at myself from embarrasment.

In the corner of my eye i could see him fidgeting with his fingers , i felt like i messed up.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡 , 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬" he said with his body now fully facing me.

"𝐰𝐡𝐲?" i questioned , i felt a sudden urge to look up at him specifically at his face. I made eye contact with him and felt this weird comfortable feeling.

"𝐈 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬"

𝐀/𝐍 : 𝐢 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 , 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬??