Johnyong "What Is This Feeling?"

HIM.

Third person

Johnny is running to school since he is 10 minutes late and it's the third week of school (second year in college). He never woke up late and he feels pressure pushing him to being top student of the class. Today, he definitely forgot the fact that one of his essays is due that morning and he had to stay up almost the whole night to finish it. Thankfully he finished it but because of that he is running late to his first class. Johnny runs at the speed of lightning, ignoring his untied shoelace on his left foot, entering class slamming his books on top of his desk.

Johnny pants on his chair facing the front of the class, no one sits beside him because everyone thinks that he is a nerd. They were wrong on half of the things they said about him. His teacher walks into class right on time for it to start with someone next to her. It was another student who is not familiar to him or to his classmates. Everyone greets their teacher "Good morning Ms. Choi", she smiles back. "Good morning class today we have received a new student, his name is Lee Taeyong I hope you treat him well and help guide him around the school. Okay, Taeyong you can go find a seat wherever you wish.", she smiles to the class and then points to the empty seats within the four walls.

Johnny
I feel a sting of panic in my chest, no one has ever talked to me in all my years in high school and college. When the new guy Taeyong, decides to sit next to me I cannot stop the feelings of excitement and pure curiosity to flow through my nerves, and of course my blushing cheeks, and my bright red ears that won't let me calm down. This won't be a normal year after all....I guess. We are starting the lesson and I can't concentrate the air feels hot.

All classes ended and I walk slowly back home. Home is not far away it is just a 15 minute walk I still live with my parents. They want to know that I am not going towards any wrong paths. Either ways it is really nice breathing fresh air after being stuck inside a dusty old classroom. I start my way when all of a sudden a fragile hand pats my back, I turn around and see that new guy from my first class smiling at me. I just give a weak smile, Hey! I'm not used to having interactions with people. I really want to know why he is looking for me so I ask feeling concerned, "Hello Taeyong, do you have any problems Taeyong? Do you need any help?" He just smiles and nods asking me a question "Johnny do you know where the dance club meets at, I have been looking around but I can't seem to find it, could you help me?". I do not want to leave him especially because he is the only student who has ever talked to me in this school and also because he is really cute when he smiles. I want to see him smile all day, it makes me feel renewed, happy, relieved, and motivated. I walk him towards the school's specially designed practice room made only for the dance club. The floor's smooth clean surface, the clear white walls, and the mirrors a long the walls made me remember the days when I used to be in the club. But I know I cannot come back, if I do I would disappoint my parents and I am the example to follow for my siblings. I have to be an architecture it is my father's dream and I hope someday I could learn to like it.

I wave goodbye to Taeyong and speedwalk home, I have plenty of homework to do, and "Oh!" I trip over my loose shoelaces the ones from my left foot. I hit my face on the pavement creating scratches and bruises on my face. I can hear quick footsteps rushing towards me, I turn around to see that it is Taeyong himself. He helps me stand up, oh god I can't help the feelings of butterflies rising in my stomach as he stares into my dark orbs, and I stare at his while standing as well. He then asks me his eyes moving to my face, "Are you okay? Johnny you have to be more careful! You could have gotten a worse injury. Please take care okay?" I smile unconsciously, nod at him, give him a tight hug saying in something a little louder than a whisper into his ear,"Thank you for caring so much about me Lee Taeyong. I will take care don't worry but please take care of yourself too see you tomorrow." I release him and I run away too scared to turn around and see a person's reactions towards a weird action I made, either way I don't want to know how he feels because I am scared that he will not like me. Or what if he got a bad impression. I don't know what to think anymore, ugh never mind about all that, I have to do homework and thinking about Taeyong's will not help me finish my homework.

Third person
Johnny arrived home feeling exhausted and sits besides his desk in his room, he takes a deep breath in and then exhales. He finishes his homework and eats dinner very lonely perhaps. Johnny's parents do not have time to talk they both eat and then go straight to organizing their papers about their jobs, they were not economically stable because of Johnny's school and their low income. But Johnny has been planning on getting a job to help his parents out at a local Japanese food restaurant. He silently drifts of to sleep with only two things in mind; his possible new job that will help his family and that new boy Taeyong.

Which was more important, I don't know you tell me.