So Many Secrets!

Ch 17: Awkward Moments

Author's Note : I hope this chapter turns out well, since it'll be more of EXO x HanEul scenes/moments. also as a fair warning this chapter might be-ish long. Also I am sorry I didn't update a chapter three days ago because I was really busy doing homework. So that's why I reminded myself to post it today.

[ Jan 18 - Wednesday - 3rd period ]

As the class begins, the teacher didn't waste time but start the lesson. HanEul listens carefully to her teacher as she explains today's lesson, especially when the class is AP Psychology. HanEul is only female high school student taking college classes. In fact, she is taking three of them—despite of her cold demeanor everyone do admire her because who wouldn't when she proven herself she is a smart girl. Even the college guys have eyes on her the way she can handle three AP classes. They find it attractive even with how pretty she is. When the time passes by, her teacher had asked HanEul to a small errand for her because she is so busy with her schedule she is trying to follow.

Of course, HanEul gladly accepted to help her teacher Ms. Kim to run more copies for the test they will take next week. As she mind her own business with her small notebook and the test paper in one hand,  she let the peaceful empty hall soothe her mind a moment.

The message she received from him was very unsettling because no matter what she tries to avoid him, they somehow always meet each other during unpleasant situations.

After fully aware what are her plans this coming weekend, HanEul can't help but feel troubled. Her plans were ruined, she was going to visit this new library that opened up but now she has to spend a friendly reunion with her future-in-laws along with her despicable fiance. With her thoughts running wild about what will happened this coming weekend that she almost didn't notice a pair of people to her left as she was going to to the front office.

HanEul took a step back to hide her presence and watched the two 'doing their business' and she was so not intrigued when she came across to this. For a moment, she imagine herself how would she reacted if she was like five years ago. She might of gagged about how disgusting as they're making a scene and try to ruin their moment.

Who would of thought that somebody would have a hot make-out session when class started ages ago, apparently they would. - HanEul thought as she looked at them disgusted and even more grossed out when the tall male lifted the girl's leg up as her school uniform skirt lifted upwards as his hand reaches up slowly to her thighs. I think my poor eyes has been scared for life.

Then she looked back at the two and she could recognized the tall male, he is friends with him. If she is not mistaken, his name is Park Chanyeol. Then an idea pop to her mind. She thought maybe she could have fun with this situation. A smile appeared to her lips which thought to be forgotten centuries ago. It was the same smile she always wore when she was young, a smile that means a whole lot of trouble.

She pressed her back against the wall and tried to clam her nerves, it was a strange feeling the excitement is running through her veins. The last time she felt something like that when she was in six grade, a prank she pulled and all her teachers were furious when they came to know some of them had their bottom stuck on the chair or had a bucket of glue or water fall on them. HanEul clenches her hands tight and suppresses the old memory along with the feeling down to the core and buried. Because it must be forever lost deep inside of her pandora box. As she successfully hide it completely, HanEul came out from the corner and let usual acting and poker face do all the work.

As she walked out, she came into a halt and acted surprised but of course it wasn't clearly written in her face but only had her mouth slightly open and a bit of her brows raise up. Chanyeol and the girl he is holding closely looked to the sound of shoe squeaked against the floor and was surprised to see HanEul was standing there.