Boyeong would never admit it, but she got to the point where she looked forward to her tutoring sessions.
Sure, it was a smack to her pride, but she had already managed to make it to 2nd in her class with Namjoon's help.
There was only one problem - Namjoon was her competition for 1st place; he held that title and she knew that there was no way she would beat him.
Even so, she didn't tell her parents; if they found out, they'd pull her from his services immediately.
At this point, they only spent half of the time studying; they always seemed to get distracted along the way.
They had covered all sorts of subjects, everything from favourite foods to dream universities and even the meaning of life.
They debated existentialism, spoke about Aristotle and Plato, and the mysteries of the universe.
She found herself spending more and more time thinking about him.
She would never admit it, but he was the closest thing she had to a friend.
......
So maybe it was a little more than that.
Maybe his round, dimpled face had made its way into her dreams.
Maybe his voice often resonated in her head.
Maybe.
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¤ Nice Guy ¤ Kim Namjoon
Short Story~ "Namjoon, I thought you were a nice guy, what is this?" "I was tired of being the nice guy! Just once, I want someone to see more to me! You have to understand better than anyone, the pressure to be perfect, be first. I do what I have to." ~ In...
