Daegu Boy

Colours

I was about to forget about his existence until,

"Jaehee! You know, I have a crush on this guy recently. He looks so charismatic and cool." Mirae squealed in 7th octave, acting as if she's embarrassed.

"Geez, stop surprising me. Who is it this time?" I asked while writing my poem. Unconsciously, I wrote a poem about that jerk. I know it's been 2 days since he suddenly showed up, but I keep looking for him in some reason. But I'm not into him okay!

"Jaehee? Gosh you're out of it again. What are you thinking?" She snapped me back to realization. And here I am, thinking about that jerk again. I need some water.

"Hey, look it's him!" she said, pointing to a certain guy. Wait, is that-

I coughed so hard until the guy's attention was grabbed. No way.

"Heol."

"Ew! I know he's good looking but don't spit your water okay. That's disgusting." she complained.

"YOU!" I exclaimed, pointing the guy who is so called charismatic which actually is my new neighbor.

"Wipe it." He gave me his black plain handkerchief. I took it but still disbelief. Is he being nice just because infront of people or is he actually nice?

"Thank you, I'll-" he cuts my sentence by leaving immediately. I gaped. Still a jerk.

"Whoa, did he just leave you hanging?"

"Yup he did, so.."

"cool!"
"annoying."

"Wait what?" we said at the same time and after some time we laughed together.

"I thought you like him, isn't it why you spit your holy damn water?" she asked while frown a little.

"You're assuming by your own. I spit because he looks.." I hesitated. There is nothing wrong with his appearance, truthfully. Gotta admit, he looks hot.

"hottie." I said.

"Hottie? I see.." Mirae smiled mischievously. Face palm.

"No, I mean shorty! Ugh it's stuffy in here. I better get out." I said, making my way out. I glanced back and still find my best friend looking at me in creepy way.

I was on my way to buy a beverage from a drink machine, my eyes suddenly attached to a figure which is him. He sits inside his class (which is surprisingly beside my class) alone, scratch something in a black notebook that seems personal while plugging one of his earphone. After looking satisfied, he smiled a little. To think about it, maybe that jerk isn't cold but he doesn't know how to express his feelings. And to think about it again, I still don't know what is his name and constantly calling him a jerk. But hey, he should smile more often more than giving other people glare. It suits him more.

"If you want to thank me for what I did, buy me a snack after school." suddenly his voice is heard beside me. I turned my head and he IS behind me. Since when? Turning around my body makes the situation worse. He smells nice.

"Okay." I said unconsciously. I watched him carefully, analyzing what could he possibly mean behind every action he did. He took out his earphone, walked away while plugging one of them. He waved his hand without bothering looking my way. Unknowingly, I smiled.

Ding Dong Ding Dong

Finally end of hell. I need to go home as soon as possible, get things done, and finally

watching drama! Let's go~

"Neo meohani?"
What are you doing? , said the blonde hair owner. His chuckle warms up the situation a little bit.

I found myself in a certain unique pose, pointing in some direction. It's embarrassing.

"Aish forget that. By the way, neo, neo, and neo? You know, we still don't know each other's name." I complained.

"You're right, it's Min Yoongi." He said. He has cute name.

"Lee Jaehee right?" I nod. He knows?

"Let's go~" he said, imitating what I just did. Geez!

"Where?" I crossed my arms.

"Buy snacks, remember?" Ah, that's right. Why did I agree right away?!

The convenient store is on the same route to our house ( don't the the wrong idea ) so we walk together. Not together to be exact, he's walking a few steps further. Hey, that's the convenient store. Where is he heading to?

"Yoongi, stop!" He turned around and I looked away, it's quite awkward for me to call him like that.

'That's the convenient store." I pointed without looking at his eyes.

"I know. We're not going there. I know a better place." he said. I lowered my head and he stays still. Just walk away this time okay!

"Oh no, my shoe lace is untied." I lowered my body, fixing my tied shoe lace, hoping he won't realize that I'm blushing.

"Jaehee-a." Suddenly time stopped. He called my name tenderly. I looked into his eyes and our eyes locked.

"I can call you that right? I mean you called me Yoongi." he then looked away and rubs his hair.

"Yeah.." I muttered. What kind of situation is this.

"Let's go." He turned around and walks away. After settling my heart, I follow him.

Not far, after walking through some small path, Yoongi makes his way to a food truck. How can I live here longer and doesn't know about this food truck existence?

"Ahjumma, I'm back." he said in a friendly tone.

"Aigoo, I've been waiting for you. Here, I saved you some tteokboki or else you won't have any because someone bought a lot."

"Ahjumma is the best, kkaebjjang!" he cheered.

That. Is. The. Most. Unexpected. Side. Of. His.

"What are you standing there, young lady? Have some too." she greets warmly.

"Oh yeah.. Whoa, so many different snacks! Look at this blood sausages!" I'm excited!

"Who is she anyway? Your girl friend?" she asked.

"No way." we said together. The old lady laughed. Then Yoongi whispered something to the aunt's ear and she giggled.

"Mind your business." Yoongi said.

"I'm not, okay. Ahjumma how can he be so different to me?" I frowned.

"Because you're special? Ask him yourself." she chuckled. I looked his way and he didn't seem bothered, he only concentrated on his food.

After paying the snacks for good, we politely bid goodbye to her. What a great snack!

We walk slower this time as our stomach has filled up, walking side by side. The light blue sky changed to purple orange. The street becomes quieter and wind blows slowly caress our skin. We don't say anything on our way home yet it doesn't feel awkward at all.

"Well then" I waved, unexpectedly he waved back and goes. So is this how does having a boyfriend feel like? Although we're not, it's fluttering.

It only has been few days and I have witnessed many colours of his. It only has been few days and I have fallen to those colours.