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Younghyun asked if I could come to his house Wednesday evening so we could finish the project as fast as possible. I tried to avoid him in school as much as possible, but of course I couldn't ignore him in physics. I stuck firmly to working, no small talk , we needed to finish the project. Every time he did or said something funny that I couldn't help but smile or laugh at, I cursed to myself. I refused to let myself like him, I couldn't. I tried to be as nice as I could without letting him get too close.
At his house, we finished the project within an hour. "I think we'll get an A on it," he smiled at me warmly, "You can stop being so serious now! Do you want pizza?" I looked at him and shook my head. "Yah! Talk to me please, you're making me worried about my plan for Friday." He nudged my shoulder. "I should really go, I didn't tell my mom I would be late.." Younghyun's dark eyes stared into me, I could feel them studying my face, trying to find what's wrong. "I hope you're not angry at me, abi, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable yesterday. But we're friends? Even if you say you don't like me like that, we're friends, right?" He smiled but his eyes seemed frantic, searching for some sort of compassion in mine. He seemed so desperate, so oddly... Genuine. I sighed, "okay, fine, pizza but as quickly as we can."
We sat on the sitting room floor as we did last Sunday. "Do you really stay here all alone all the time?" I asked him. "Nah my parents come home maybe once a month? They run their own businesses and when they're not in the city they're usually abroad, at trips and meetings so...." He trailed off. I was so curious as to if it bothered him and how he managed here in this huge house by himself but I didn't want to pry. Instead I asked, "And do you get pizza every night or..?" I was glad to hear him laugh, "aha no there's lots of other good takeaways around you know, and I can make a mean ramyeon." I smiled.
I left soon after we had eaten, I hadn't been lying when I said my mom would be worried. I returned home confused. Why was he so nice and so sincere sometimes but then sometimes so arrogant and big headed. I just couldn't understand.
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writer thing: I kind of don't like that I used like a y/n thing but I don't know what name to change it to ah help. Also if you're reading this story thank you!

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