The Alpha Team ➸J.WS - PTG

c h a p t e r 7 ☄

| "It keeps happening even though I run away. I'm caught in a lie." |

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♛|Alisa's POV|♛

I plopped down in my bed, exhausted as ever. Urgh.

Too much for today.

I tried recalling the events for today:

First; swimming class for P.E. Second; tutor class with Yejin. Oh, right! That was cancelled.

Ahh.

Taeyong came to see me at school, went on a friendly date? Should I call that one? And asked me to be his girlfriend afterwards. Pretty crazy to me. I cringe at the thought.

Well, here's what happened yesterday night.

>.<

I blinked.

I released my breath that I didn't know I was holding.

"Come on, TY! Stop messing around. I nearly got a heart attack. Oh my god." I clutched my chest.

"I'm serious, Ali." He stared at me as he furrowed his eyebrows. This was a first, he didn't call me 'Ali'. Ever.

My heart fluttered.

"Look, Taeyong." I grabbed both his shoulders as I gazed intently into his eyes. "We've only known each other last year. Besides, what's the point of dating when we can have each other, right?" I tried to point that we could be better off as friends only.

Okay, I admit. I may have a crush on him but that was that.

It was now his turn to grab both my shoulders. I widened my eyes at his movements. I know a blush was creeping in my cheeks, instead of looking at him I looked on the ground.

That was embarassing.

"Hey." He grabbed my chin gently, and forced me to look at his eyes. It was dazzling.

"I don't care how long we've known each other." He shakes his head and smiled.

He continued, "I swear, the first time you drag me to the cafeteria to force me to have lunch, I got it deep. This may sound cheesy but I know from that time, I started to like you each and everyday we were together." Again, my heart fluttered at his words.

I sighed. "Honestly speaking, yes, I did have a crush on you. But-" He was about to speak but I put my finger on his lips indicating him to let me finish first.

He nodded, "It'll be difficult for the both of us." I gestured to us.

"What is? Is it because of your parents? Oh, come on, your parents love me and you know that, right? And my parents also thinks that you're great." He chuckled deeply.

"You're pretty, good-hearted, talented, and smart. What more could I ask for?" I blushed hard. It was pretty uncomfortable when people compliment you.