Boyeong wandered the library; it wasn't a tutor day, but she had the desire to come.
She randomly roamed the aisles, not finding anything.
Her mind was elsewhere.
Namjoon had cancelled their plans for today; he had a last minute session.
Shit, he was here.
Boyeong turned to the exit. She didn't want Namjoon to think she was spying on him; she trusted him.
He would never do bad by her. He was the nicest boy she'd met.
The best part was that it was genuine, not a result of groomed raising.
He's just sincerely a nice guy. How rare. And he was all hers.
Now outside, Boyeong made her way around the building.
She was very happy.
She glanced to the window instinctively, and the happiness drained.
There was Namjoon, and the other student.
They were holding hands.
Maybe she'd just fallen, it could be nothing.
He ruffled her hair.
It could be a brotherly thing, not romantic.
He kissed her forehead; she blushed.
Less likely that it was nothing.
Boyeong's chest felt tight, and she clutched at it painfully.
She caught the girls attention, then subsequently Namjoon's.
His face was frozen in surprise, and guilt.
Yeah, it was definitely something.
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¤ Nice Guy ¤ Kim Namjoon
Kurzgeschichten~ "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...
