anywhere // : jihan [slow updates]

ii

Jeonghan's P.O.V

I sluggishly made my way to my first class, entering just before the late bell rung. My attitude suddenly changed from gloomy to happy upon spotting an adorable male waving me over.

I think I only like this class because I get to sit next to Jisoo, honestly. Don't get me wrong, English is interesting but I'm not set on learning it.

Jisoo and I aren't super close friends but we hang out a lot in this class and even sometimes we meet up outside of school.

Every time I see him, I can hear my heart in my ears. He's really an angel. I don't know how he can stand Junhui but somehow, they're in the same circle of friends.

Basically, the popular group consists of Junhui, Jisoo, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, Mingyu, Seokmin and Minghao. I think everybody in the group are decent people except for Junhui, Mingyu, and WonWoo who sort of run the show. Minghao can be nice but he has trouble managing his emotions- he lashed out a lot. WonWoo could totally be a nice person too if he wasn't so obsessed with Junhui's opinion. I really don't understand how all of these boys mix.

I moved over to the desk, happily sitting myself down and nodding to him. "Good morning, Jeonghan." He said with his usual, sweet voice. I smiled. "Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

He laughed a bit, rubbing his bright eyes. "I slept great, actually. Though..did you not sleep well?" He asked with a bit of concern lingering in his voice.

I quickly shook my head. "I was up late doing homework." I admitted, and his smile dropped slightly. "Junhui's homework?" He pressed but I brushed it off. "Aniyo~ don't worry about it." I smiled. "..okay, I won't." He said with a tinge of uneasiness. He can tell when I'm lying, he always has been able to but I don't know how. He reached over and poked my braid, grinning to pull the tension away. "Hey, sometime come to school with your hair down and I'll braid it for you, okay?" He murmured and I think I felt my heart skip a beat.

I nodded in response, not trusting my own voice to speak steadily.

As I was about speak again, the teacher finally entered. He looked exhausted "Good morning, students." He started, reaching up to rub his forehead. "Let's go ahead and get started. Please open your textbooks to page 473."

I grabbed my text book, opening it to the correct page and listening as he began reading from it.

"In the English language, informal greetings are dominant over formal greetings, though there are lose rules. When speaking to an elder, you use honorifics such as 'Mr.' Or 'Ms.'..."

I felt myself suddenly nodding off, though I was quickly brought back into reality.

"..but these words are not the limit, you can also use words such as.."

My eyes shut again but this time I couldn't bring myself to open them. I let my heavy head fall forward on the desk, expecting to hit my forehead on the hard material but instead I heard a quick rustle and I was greeted by something warm and soft, that smelled the Jisoo.

I didn't realize I was so tired but I didn't fight it anymore. I smiled to myself, my face buried in his fuzzy jacket as I fell all the way asleep. I guess I looked tired enough that I seemed to deserve this kind of rest so nobody bothered to wake me up.

Mianhae, this chapter is short. I promise the next one will definitely be longer!! Things are slow now, but don't worry.