First Meeting

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-Youngmin- 영민 -

College life was not as hard as you think. You just need to made a schedule based on all of your activities and stick to it. Woke up at certain a.m., live a good student life, attend a committee meeting after the classes were over, did your paperworks, presentation,  etc — DO NOT PROCRASTINATE — and that's it. Sums up every college student's life, huh?

Well, that was not my point (although I spent 1 freakin' pharagraph to write that kind of uninteresting prologue), I wanted to tell you that I had a new neighbour. I had only met him twice, both of it when I was taking out my trash bag last weekend and one more week before that. I didn't pay much attention about his facial features, but I was sure that he had a small face and a pair of droppy eyes — well, maybe he was awake just a moment ago and still sleepy? Ah, and he always wore a jacket on top of white shirt. I'm telling you, it was REALLY hot nowadays, what was he thinking?

But then again, I never really had a decent conversation with him. Maybe I should try ask him about his obssession with wearing a layered clothes on freakin' summer. At least my obssession was cooler and far more magnificent.

Do not laugh, alpacas are amazing. The most bewitching and fabulous creature-being ever.

'Ding dong'

Hm? I have a guest on a weekend? Moreover on saturday night? That's unusual.

"Yes, who is it?" I walked towards the main door after placed the ramyeon I just made on top of my statistic book.

There was no answer from the outside, so I tried too see the mysterious guest through the peeping hole. It would be bad if that person turned out to be a drunkard who was banging my doorbell like there's no tomorrow. I closed my right eye to get a better look —

— Holy alpaca.

Speak of the devil,

That's him! The layered boy!

I stayed silent by looking at him through the peeping hole. He seemed confused and unsure whether to press the doorbell again or not. Ha! He was wearing a jacket again on top of his shirt! What a consistency.

He scratched his head and looked down. Huh? I think he was holding something on his hands? He let out a sigh and scratched his head again. Um, had he showered yet? 

Without realized it, I followed his head-scratching motion. Is this what you called a 'suggestion'? I was snickering at myself until I met with those deep black eyes of his.

"Wha—"

I startled and immediately draw my body as far as I can from the main door.

"Did he see me? Damn, I looked like a creep." I was murmuring to myself, made sure the layered boy can't hear my voice.

"Excuse me? I'm your neighbour, I live right next to your door."

I looked at the stainless door in front of me, ruffled my red hair for a bit before opened the gray coloured door.

He looked at me with a relieved sigh and gave a slight bow.

"Good evening, I'm your neighbour that live right next to your door."

Yea, I know.

"I have a parcel which was delivered to my place, but it's not mine. It seems like this parcel is yours."

I glanced at the parcel he mentioned which he held in his hands.

"Are you Im Youngmin-sshi?"

I nod my head, "yes, I'm Im Youngmin." I took the parcel and looked at my name that was written there. "It seems like it's mine, yea."

"Ah, that's great. Then, excuse me." The layered boy bowed one more time and made a turn to head back to his room.

"Wait!"

He stopped and looked at me with a questioning look, but his mouth still shaping a polite smile.

"Um, may I know yours?"

"Eh, mine?"

"I mean your name."

That words rolled out just like that. If he were a girl, he might have a thought that I was hitting on him. Um, but I think it will be worse in the current state? He didn't think that I was hitting on him as a boy, right? No no no,  it was normal to ask another person about their name on the first meeting, right? Yes, it was not a big issue at all! A single name was not some kind of a confidential thing that could kill you.

Except he was some kind of dangerous and bloodthirsty serial killer or something like that. Wait, what if he really was.. well, damn.

"Hello? Are you okay?"

I snapped from my thoughts and looked at him. I just realized that he had a small mouth.

"My name is Jung Sewoon, nice to meet you," he bowed slightly, "I'm sorry I haven't introduce myself before," he let out an apologetic smile. He made a confused face when I sticked out my hand, then took my hand into a firm grip.

"And I'm Im Youngmin. Hope we can get along well." Sewoon nodded slightly and let his signature smile out.

"Yes, me too. Then excuse me, Youngmin-sshi." He smiled a bit and headed back to his place. I watched him until he disappeared to his room. A single sigh escaped my mouth.

"Jung Sewoon.. so, it's Sewoon, huh?"

I went back to my room and having a soggy ramyeon as my dinner for tonight.

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Hello guys! You have reached the end of chapter one!

I'm sorry if there are some grammar mistakes that might hurts your eyes pretty badly (';ω;') Let me know about your thoughts about this story and this pairing in the comments! ('・` )♡

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