"Well, that was fun, yeah?"
Boyeong nodded in agreement.
Namjoon took her arm, and she could feel her heartbeat hammering in her stomach.
He looked down at her, and she struggled to keep her eyes on his, licking her lips nervously.
Her knees were shaking, and she prayed that Namjoon couldn't tell, but his smirk wasn't supportive of that hope.
"But don't get used to it, this was just a special treat, my gift to you for doing so well."
She nodded stupidly, her face heating up and her legs quaking.
A special treat?
If she got even better scores, what would her treat be then?
Her head was swimming with ideas that should be totally off limits for her tutor, even if he was a delectable classmate.
She distracted herself by obsessing over the fact that Namjoon's little treat seemed an awful lot like a date.
That was crazy though, it was still strictly professional.
She couldn't even fool herself with that nonsense anymore.
She was way beyond professional in her thoughts of Namjoon.
That wouldn't stop her from denying it, though.
She would deny it for as long as she could.
But she knew Namjoon probably already knew.
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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...
