My One And Only Wish || p.js

|| I Want To.. ||

Bomi's POV:

After exchanging our daily sentences - 'don't talk with guys' and after walking by the fountain and flipping a coin, wishing the same wish again, I started walking to school.

The girls at my school don't really interest me, they're interested in shopping and stuff while I'm more interested in using my body. I like sports - which the girls at my school find weird because I'm not a boy.

Is it only boys who likes sport?

I snorted at the thought of only guys doing sports.
I reached the bus and went inside. I took my usual seat which was right beside the big window and I sighed.

My phone vibrated and I immediately knew it would be Jisung. Who else would text me? Well there's Dahye but she wouldn't text me now.

'Hi Bomi!' What an original text.

'Hi.' I placed my phone in my pocket and prayed that he wouldn't text me again - even though I actually kinda wanted to talk to him.

'What are you doing right now?' Could he be more original?

'Sitting in a bus.'

'Where are you going?' What a weird question, now I think about it.

'School.' I'm not mean or cold - I'm just socially awkward and he's the first boy I ever talked to or maybe not, I don't remember.

'Could you write something more maybe?' I decided not to answer since I didn't really feel like it.

I walked out of the bus and into my school. Yay, another day full of drama.

**

Jisung's POV:

I sighed and decided to just not text her anymore, right now.

"She's not answering?" Mark asked as we were walking to school and I nodded.
"She is answering." Not long answers though, not like I blame her or - no I don't, but maybe if she tried to talk to me, we could become good friends.

"Maybe she isn't interested in you." Donghyuck snickered to which I rolled my eyes. She doesn't seem that interested in me which is why I want to become her friend.

I'm not one of those guys who wants everyone to like me, she's just so unique and that's what I find interesting.

"I don't think she is." I told him honestly and Jeno patted my shoulder. "Some girls are like that." I shrugged at him as we reached the school and I began thinking of ways that I could get her to open up.

*

I stood in front of this school, for girls I may add, waiting in the exact same spot we ran into each other.

The bell rang and girls began running out which kind of surprised because, wow, there were a lot of girls.

I looked over the heads of girls until I spotted Bomi walking with this other girl who kept talking. Bomi didn't look interested at all and I let out a laugh before waving at her.

She sighed and walked over to me looking around for a bit.

"What are you doing here?" I chuckled at her and pointed at the bus which was driving away now.
"You missed your bus, again. As an apology I got you some bubble tea!" I handed her the bubble tea I had in my hand and she hesitantly took it before bowing.

"Thanks, I guess.." She looked at where the bus stood before and sighed before walking away.
I crossed my arms and ran up beside her.

"Why don't you go to a normal school?" She sent me an offended look and I mentally slapped myself for asking that before quickly apologizing.
"It wasn't my choice." Her sentences were getting slightly longer but her voice was almost a whisper.
"Who's choice was it?" I wasn't asking too personal questions, was I? Nah, I don't think so, what's personal about schools?

"My mom's." She sipped the tea and the corner of my lips curled slightly.
"But wouldn't it be awesome to be in a class were it's not only girls, but boys as well?" She shrugged and I sighed.

"What do you like to do?" I asked trying to start a new conversation, which I think I failed since she just shrugged.
"Sports."
I nodded and asked her which kind of sport she likes, to which she shrugged. Again.

"Anything." She mumbled and we both turned silent.
"Do you dance?" Random question, I know, but I love dancing so.
"It's fine." Fine? Good enough for me, at least she doesn't hate it.

We walked past the SM building and I said bye to her before walking inside. She looked quite confused but gave me a small wave before walking again.

**

Bomi's POV:

Wow, he talks a lot or compared to me, he does.
I'm just not a very good talker or I am - I'm just bad at talking with him.

I unlocked the door and my mom came running like she had done yesterday before grabbing my face.
"Please tell me you missed the bus and that's why it took you so long!" She exclaimed and I brushed her hands off.
"I did miss the bus." I walked into my room and laid down in my bed just as my phone vibrated.

'Are you home?' It was Jisung.

'Yeah.' Are we starting this again?

'Good, how was your day?' Looks like we are.

'Fine.' Why was he even trying? I found it a bit cute actually, he wanted to talk to me. Wait, cute? Bomi, you're sick.

'What will you eat for dinner?' Well, that was an interesting and original question.

'Rice.' Like any other normal person.

'With what?' What's so interesting about food? And me for that matter. Okay, food is interesting, I love food.

'Meat.' I sent it just as I heard my mom beginning to fry something.

'What kind of meat?' What kind of question was that? I giggled a bit before slapping myself slightly.
"What's wrong with you?" I mumbled to myself. I never giggle, or I just did but normally I refuse to giggle.

'Why's that important? And why do you keep texting me? You already apologized so why don't you just delete my number?' I'm surprised by how long that sentence actually is and I sent it.

'Because I want to be your friend.'