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Seventeen's Vernon

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Im in class sitting with Hansol while listening to his rap because the teacher hasnt come to class yet.

"So how was it?" He asks, after he finishes.

"Great, as usual," I answer honestly.

And then I look at Hansol's back and notice Na Yeon staring lovingly at Hansol.

"Really?" Hansol asks.

"Yea," I answer shortly.

I look at the back and Na Yeon is still staring lovingly at Hansol.

"Now you rap," Hansol says.

"No," I answer.

"Why?" He asks.

"Because I dont want to," I answer grumpily.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"Yea," I nod.

I sigh. Hansol's not even mine. I shouldnt be jealous altho she's just staring. But, that feeling, when someone prettier likes your crush urghhh no. I thought to myself.

"Whose your crush and whose the someone prettier?" Hansol asks.

"Huh?" I ask.

"You sigh and then you said that feeling when someone prettier likes your crush urgh no," he says.

"I talk that out loud?" I ask, widening my eyes.

"You bet you did," he says.

I sigh again.

"Come on ___, you said you dont like anyone," he says.

"I dont," I lie.

"Liar," he says.

"Why do you want to know? You cant even help me with him," I answer.

"I thought we're bestfriend," he says.

"Yea, we are bestfriend," I say and ignore him.

This is like a cliche love story, I know. But I cant help myself from falling in love with Hansol.

"____," Hansol calls.

I just ignore him for the rest of the day.

"Okay whats wrong?" He asks at the locker.

I just shrug and keep my books. Then he slams my locker shut and push me to locker, trapping me.

"Tell me, whats wrong?" He asks.

I look into his eyes and sigh.

"She was staring at him with the way only I can stare at him altho he's not mine. She's way prettier than me so if he knows that she likes him Im afraid he'll like her too," I say.

"Who?" He asks, sadness in his eyes and voice.

"You," I answer.

"Me?" He asks.

"Yea, Na Yeon, she was staring at you lovingly," I say.

"You like me?" He asks.

"Look you dont have to ask lots of time you know. If you dont like me--" He cuts me off with a peck on the lips.

"You like me ohmygod," he says and hugs me.

"You're not suppose to--"

"I know, but its so shocking that you like me," he says.

"Why?" I ask as I hesitantly hug him back.

"I like you too ___," he says.

"Really? Me? You like me?" I ask.

He breaks the hug then looks into my eyes.

"Look you dont have to ask lots of time you know," he immitates me.

I just chuckle.

"___," he says.

"Yes Hansol?" I say.

He hugs me and I hug him back.

"You're beautiful," he whispers to my ear. (but im ticklish so imma probably push him away but nah)