sejun - insecurities

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requested by @jeon_jawa

• genre: fluff
• 2378 words
• published: 06/25/19
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Y/N's POV
Why do people keep judging in almost everything that I say and what I do? They think they're better and greater than me even though we're all just humans. Society changed so much in such a short period of time. All I did in life had fewer bad intentions and I try my best to be sociable, but it just doesn't work. How do others have so many friends when I only stay with two people for a whole year? I was probably born as a really shy person, but I hope I won't stay like this my whole life because I would most likely not survive in this world.

Out of all my classmates, one of them would be quiet. Well, not exactly but he has tons of friends. He just doesn't like to talk most of the time. He's one of the smartest people in the class. His name is Im Sejun. He is older than me but he treats me sometimes as if I was older than him and he even has more respect than I do. I wonder how he doesn't have that many problems in life compared to mine. I try every day to achieve this kind of attitude but I don't think it would suit me well, or if I would choose to change myself drastically in a positive way. My friends have tried different things to make me more sociable, but it is really hard for me.

"Are you there?" My seatmate, Seungsik waves his hand in front of my face. "Yeah, what?" I got surprised as I was spacing out for a while. It's a good thing that the teacher didn't call me a while ago or I would be dead right now since I wasn't listening. The day just started and I already feel lazy, well everyone does. I realized that lunch is after this subject so I really can't wait. I wouldn't go with my friends today since I have to do important things or probably study.

Sejun's POV
It's already lunch and I'm bored again. I always do nothing at lunch except to eat. I wasn't in the mood to eat so I just stayed in the classroom. "What? How does this even work?" I heard someone's voice echo through the classroom since it was just a few of us in there. Well, it's just Y/N, I actually like her but I don't have any idea how to make the first move or if I should leave her alone for some time. Some people would think I'm mysterious but I try my best to be closer to others. They also think I'm weird but I'm just trying to peacefully make friends.

I stood up from my seat and went near the teacher's table since her seat was just in front of it. I put my elbow on the table and snooped at what she was doing. She looked at me weirdly. "What are you doing here?" She asks with her face still confused. "I thought that you might need some help?" I tried my best to communicate with her and I was literally shaking. "No thanks, I'm good." "Are you sure?" I asked one more time. "Just mind your own business or something." She replied coldly so I went back quietly to my seat. She's probably thinking if something's wrong with me today.

[♡]

I was walking back home from school, I always see Y/N since we go through the same routes. She might think I'm stalking her. I hope she doesn't overthink about me. I just stared at her back for a while until I heard something. I heard a car from the side, it sounded like it was speeding. I checked my left, nothing. But when I checked my right, a car was heading towards her. The car was almost going to hit her but I pushed her to the sidewalk. She wasn't paying attention because she was on her phone at that time. Our faces were so near that I can feel her breath. I quickly stood up and brushed off some dust on my uniform.

I reached out my hand to her and she grabbed it. She slowly stands up and dusts off her uniform as well. "Are you okay?" We both said in unison. "I'm sorry, but thanks for saving me back there. I would've suffered so much if it wasn't for you." She apologized and thanked me. I can't believe she just said those words to me. "Hey, it's fine. I'm not that hurt anyways." I said in reply. "I'm really sorry, I'm such an ignorant person, I don't mind my surroundings anymore." She said and politely bows at me.

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