[BTS V] Coma

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"Oh that's odd, you not tying your hair today?"

I stop buttering my toasted bread and look up. Mom scans my new image and smiles a little.

"Ah, I just wanted to try something new." I reply. But patently, that's not the reason.

Taehyung ask me to be his girlfriend.

Well not really. But it's the same thing I guess. Boy and girl in a relationship. I mean...I know he will break up with me one day. I'm sort of ready for that. But, I wanna be like the rest of the girls. I want to experience love even if it is fake. At least I know what it feels like. That's good enough for a person like me.

Mom obviously forgets about our conversation. She picks up her car keys and swings it around her index finger. "Hurry and eat your breakfast. I need to reach work earlier."

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This is unusual. I'm not invisible. People are actually looking at me. Is it because of my hair? Or that I switch my specs to contact lens? I feel as if people are staring at me, checking to make sure I really attend their school. I don't know if this is a good thing or not. All of a sudden, I'm being back hugged by someone.

"Good morning." A voice whispers into my ears. I knew who it was from how deep yet warm the voice was. Taehyung lets go from the hug and spins me around. He grabs my hand and puts it into his.

"Taehyung...people are looking." I say, looking down and hoping my long hair covers my flushed face. He chuckles and pulls a strand of my hair, tucking it behind my ear before lifting my chin up with one finger.

"Gwenchana," he replies while winking. He brings his head closer and eventually his lips were beside my ears. "We're just trying out...right? You and me."

Oh right. "Ah... geurae. I'll try to follow along." I let my hand slip from his grip and wrap my finger around the strap of my bag. He looks at me for a while, but giggles and ruffles my hair afterwards. Through out the whole trip to class, he babbles into my ears with information I don't even want to hear. Something about...stomach aches and lack of sleep and girls chasing him. Honestly, I'm more concerned about the eyes watching us. I've never had this much attention focused on my presence.

When we enter the class, Taehyung walks behind me and directs me to my seat. He takes my bag off my shoulder and places it on the floor beside my table.

"I can do it myself-"

"No no. You're my concern now." He grins sweetly and brush off the intangible 'dirt' on my shoulder. Am I supposed to feel touched by this?

I watch him walk back to his seat as he drops into his chair before laying his head on the table, falling into sleep. I heave a sigh and close my eyes shut. If this is what it feels like to be in a relationship, then I'm suddenly not really interested in it.

"Oh! Shin Yujin? Is that really you?" Jaena appears from the back and pauses beside my desk. She holds her wrist bag glamorously and raises an eyebrow at me. Her hair was light brown at a middle length which complements her face shape.

"Ah...yes." I reply.

She scans me from top to toe with a sheepish grin on her face. "Wow, you look different."

I didn't know what to say at that point of time. All I did was reply in a stupid giggle. She was about to walk away until her phone beeps. She pulls it out her bag scrolls a few times.

"Oh," her eyes go wide. Heokshi...is it about me and Taehyung? She then puts her phone back into her bag and lean against my desk. "Tomorrow, are you free to come by my place? I think I need someone to teach me math. You're a top student right?" she says with a gleam of hope in her eyes.

I nod my head. "Ah...yes. I think I'm free."

"Great! I'll text you my address, Shin Yujin." She flicks a hair off her face and smiles, walking back to her desk. Ok, so now, I've been invited to an ulzzang house. This is so unlike me.

I'm about to lay my head on the table, hoping some shut eye before class can help me refocus my mind.

But I feel a pair of eyes staring at me. And as I turn my head, I see Taehyung looking at me from across the room with his head  resting on his palms. It wasn't the kind of pervert stare. 

But the kind with mystery, fill with questions. Is the Taehyung I knew yesterday the same Taehyung i know today? 

Our eyes meet, but he immediately turns away to break the contact between us.

And so did I.