Changmin reached for Belle's covered-with-knitted-cardigan wrist and firmly gripped around it. "Wait..."
In confusion, Belle pondered. She was about to ask why, but Changmin never gave her the chance. She then felt her body moved towards him as a wave of energy pulled her in. Arabelle then glued to the locker after Changmin spun her around; did not forget to cover the back of her head with his palm to avoid any collision with the metal thing.
And surprisingly, Belle did not waver by the move. She could confirm that her heart was still beating regularly.
"Why?" She softly asked as she noticed Changmin wandering his eyes around the area.
"I heard Chanhee's voice," he shut his eyes once to study it more; the proximity between him and Belle was still close. He then opened his eyes back, finding the girl's; still within the close gap. "I can't let him find us."
"And why is that?"
"Jinwoo must be with him, right?" Changmin questioned which Belle simply nodded. "Your brother is so obsessed with you, right?"
At the last point, Belle snorted. "Sorry... why does that matter anyway?"
"Because I want to be alone with you."
Up until here, Belle could say that she was still feeling normal. No strange feelings engulfing other than a longing for her best friend.
After the dramatic reunion at the booth, the two went up to the locker room because Belle wanted to get some stuff from her own. Along the journey, both of them exchanged stories; too many things to catch up since the second they didn't see each other.
Belle was about to lead the way back to the booth when suddenly Changmin made the bold move. It seemed like the private time wasn't enough for him; he didn't want to be disturbed and wanted to own Belle for himself as long as he could.
Thus, Changmin dragged her away to somewhere more secluded, avoiding any voice and figure that suddenly appeared along the track. For, he couldn't trust any soul on this campus ground. Even if it was a normal student other than his circle, those people would easily convey the message that they'd seen him and Belle to his best friend. Which, of course, the plan to be alone would never happen.
"Come in," he pulled her into the photography club room and swiftly closed the door as soon as she stepped inside.
Belle had never been here before. She never knew how the room looked until now when she landed her feet inside. Wow was only what she could say.
Changmin couldn't help flashing his dimpled smile as the girl was mesmerized by the view. That amused expression wasn't what he expected, but he admitted that she looked gorgeous, if that was valid to say.
"Brianna had never told me about this majestic place either," she said, trailing her fingers over several pictures hung on the wall. Then, she glanced over her shoulder and found Changmin again. "Isn't it illegal to bring an outsider here?"
"It is..." Changmin confirmed. "But, nobody is here. It's just us two. Besides, I want to show you something."
Belle's eyes lit up at the remark, her feet unknowingly striding closer to the boy. "What is it?"
Changmin's hand found its way to her covered wrist again, casually holding it. The smile on his face seemed to be unable to fade away as well; it became wider as he realized.
"Take a seat first," he beckoned her to the stool at the table nearby which Belle didn't question anything but obey.
Then, Ji Changmin leapt over to the cabinet where some thick bound papers were placed. Among many of them, he chose one and swiftly took it out.
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Sentience
Fanfiction(n.) Ability to feel things. The empathy he has for people around him has always been praised. Changmin's eagerness to help people is not really a question anymore. However, when it comes to someone he truly cares more than himself, his sentience pr...
