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"Boyeong!"

She jolted at his voice, giving Namjoon an embarrassed smile.

She was soon distracted by his fluffy look; hair all puffed out and glasses sliding down his nose.

"Ah, sorry."

"You're really distracted lately."

Because of you and your attractive face, voice, everything, she thought.

"Sorry, I'll try harder."

Namjoon chuckled a little, and Boyeong was once again surprised how he could go from looking like a young professor to a sweet classmate.

It was the dimples.

"Ah, I think I have to do something about this, I don't want to think that my teaching is boring, it hurts my feelings, and my ego."

She laughed at his teasing, hoping to god her cheeks weren't as red as they felt.

She knew they probably were, and she knew that he probably knew.

He loved to tease, asking if her tea was too hot to handle.

It wasn't the tea that was too hot to handle, she thought.

She managed to keep that to herself.

"Since your mind is elsewhere anyway, why shouldn't we be?"

Namjoon's offer was almost as tempting as he was.

"I'm game."

Her words were casual, but she abruptly stood up as soon as he spoke.

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