limited // z.y.

three

dear diary.

he sat next to me today.

i was sitting alone,

and he didn't seem to like that.

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having no friends sucks.

not that i don't have friends.

it's just that my friends just so happened to all sign up for a science exhibit outing when i was away for a dentist appointment.

so here i am now.

it's lunch break, and as i felt too embarrassed to sit alone at our regular table in the canteen, i ended up sitting under one of the trees in the courtyard.

legs crossed on the ticklish grass, lunchbox spread out in front of me, i leaned back against the stump of a cherry blossom tree, metal chopsticks placed in hand as i observed a group of seventh graders playing a court game of basketball.

randomly allowing my chopsticks to choose, i pulled my cutlery up to reveal a few strips of steamed carrot before placing it gently between my lips.

ah yes, soft and easy to bite. salanghae, eomma.

returning my attention to my small notebook, my eyes scanned the a5 page as i attempted memorizing the formula's for an upcoming math test.

my brain is deliberately filled with life-saving knowledge about k-drama actors and attractive males with angelic voices, and yet it just doesn't feel the need to be smart when it comes to things like geometry and science.

i bet you a thousand won that i could tell you twenty different facts about every single member of seventeen in five minutes or less, but if you asked me to find the value of a and j in a cyclic quadrilateral,

let's just say we'd be there for awhile.

sighing heavily, i placed the small pile of pages beside me, deciding to give up on revision for the day.

pulling my lunchbox closer to me, i lifted one container up to examine the contents.

"___?"

i looked up to see none other than zhang yixing, his messenger bag hung over his shoulder as he walked casually towards me, the grass crushing under his leather school shoes, a low cherry blossom branch barely missing the side of his head.

i was shocked to find him smiling shyly down at me, and i relaxed my stance, leaning my elbows on my knees, trying to avoid contact between my chopsticks and the grass.

"annyeonghaseyo, zhang yixing."

i bowed slightly.

"aigoo, y-you don't have to call me by my full name, ___."