Seventeen One Shots

If I'd Knew (Wonwoo)

If I'd knew...

"I like you, so so much," You blushed as you averted your eyes away from the boy in front of you. "I'm sorry," A silent whisper escaped his lips. "We just don't know each other well."

I see...I understand now.

"I-I'll take my leave now," You excused, holding back tears. "I'm sorry," The boy guiltily replied. You dashed to the library where it was the safest and most comfortable place you went to whenever you got hurt.

You cried at the emptiest part of the library.

"You okay?" A deep voice asked you. You looked up to see the boy's face inches by yours. You backed away slightly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, did I scare you?" He asked. He bluntly sat beside you and placed his books on the floor. His deep stare creeped you out.

"What?" You asked, hiccuping. "I know this isn't my business, but do you want to tell me what happened?" He asked.

"Get away from me!" You stood up and shouted at him and ran out. You didn't feel in the mood to talk to boys. They are all the same. They give you false hope.

-2 months later-

"Book 0374, fantasy novel," You said, handing the book and your library membership. You wanted to return the book and borrowed a new one.

You wandered around the huge library and finally got interested on one. You slided the ladder towards your position and crawled up and took the book, satisfied. Just as about you were to go down, the ladder began to wobble.

"Woah, careful," Wonwoo's voice came back. The ladder stopped. You simply thanked him and walked away, embarrassed to see him again.

"Hey, wait up!" He called from the back. You faced him with your head hung low.

"I'm sorry I was rude to you that time, it's just that...I didn't feel like talking to anyone. I hope you understand, my deepest apologies Mr. Wonwoo," You bowed, feeling silly after adding the Mr to his name.

Wonwoo laughed.

"Don't be so formal, I might be just slightly older than you. And...I fully understand you, no worries....," He replied with a nod. "But I didn't catch your name...what was it?"

"Oh, it's ____," You answered. Wonwoo gasped.

"What?" You asked confused. "You are THE ___? From SOPA? The one who went for the gold medal in the writing competition?" Wonwoo's voice raised by a pitch.

"H-how did you know? Are you a senior? How come I didn't see you before?" You asked. Coincidence or not, you could say you felt happy.

"Well, I always stay inside. Anyways, I'm actually quite a big fan of you," Wonwoo blushed.

He has an adorable side to him...

"Are you really? How come? I mean, my book hasn't even been published yet," You asked out of curiosity. Wonwoo smiled and looked at you with his penetrating gaze.

"I saw the manuscript you were working at, I found it on the hallway when I came back from the school's laboratory. It was just one piece of paper, but I read it anyways. Saw your name, and silently hoping to see the next piece of it," Wonwoo laughed.

"But it felt so odd not knowing who you were, at least now I could talk to you in person," Wonwoo added.

You felt butterflies in your stomach, you felt twisted and happy at the same time.