You walked to your seat as everyone else was talking to their friends in their different crowds.
You open your book and started to read, tuning out the noise around you.
You were the only student in the room that wasn't socializing with everyone else. You sighed.
You were sort of tired of being alone almost throughout the whole school day. But what can you do?
You did had two close friends, but one of them was attending a different school and the other. . .
Wasn't you friend anymore.
You didn't get into a fight with them nor did you guys started to hate each other. You were both very close to each other since since childhood.
But since you'd enter high school, your friend started getting popular and hanging out with another crowd.
While you stayed the same and that lead you to be alone most of the time. You didn't get bullied, but people don't really try to talk to you or hangout with you either. And you doesn't really mind.
Sometimes.
You were distracted from your book as you started to reminisce the fun times you had with him.
You guys use to play in the backyard of your house almost everyday after school. You guys had a food fight in the kitchen, when you were 9, as you guys tried attempting to make cookies for Mother's day.
You slightly smiled to yourself.
You really miss those times. You wonders if your dear friend from childhood was willing to be friends with you again. Maybe even more. . .
You shook your head. You had a crush on him since middle school and you still do. But you knew it was impossible to date him since he's the most popular dude at school and that you both barely talk tp each other.
You sighed again and attempted to forgot these silly thoughts. It was hard to read your book, as the image of him kept popping in your head. You really hoped he didn't come to school today.
Speak of the devil, he came through the door right after you wished he didn't come. Half of his gang was behind him alongside with their girlfriends.
"Hey! Jinyoung! Over here!" The other half of his gang called him over.
You stared at him with dreamy eyes. You couldn't believe how the cute little boy that loves to play hide and seek was now a very handsome man.
You forced your eyes to look away. Not wanting to be caught staring.
Ugh! Hopefully class starts soon so I can focus on math instead of him>-<
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Twenty-five minutes passed and the teacher still hadn't come yet.
What the heck? When will the teacher come?
While you were pissed off because the teacher wasn't here, everyone else in the room was hungry.
"Anyone wants to sneak out and buy snacks for everyone? It's on me."
Woojin waved a bundle of cash in the air. Everyone did not want to become Woojin's little slave. They didn't want to take orders like a butler. Woojin wasn't the nicest, he was cocky and always picked on a student to become his slave.
When no one volunteered, Woojin called out, "Okay then. . . I'll choose someone. . . "
You just kept reading at your desk