Just what the title says :)
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*Lol please ignore my cringe on the first few stories, read the more recent ones, I promise my writing has improved*
I quietly settled down in my usual spot in math class.
As usual, it was noisy with all the other students fooling around while arriving at their classes.
I took a quick glance at the board to see the page we had to turn to and someone in particular caught my eye.
I was sure he went by the name Jeon Jungkook. He had light (lighter than mine at least) hair with delicate curls, pink lollipop stained lips and kind brown eyes.
I had only known him because I had seen him in art class a couple of times. We had never interacted and I never planned on ever sparking any type of conversation. Besides he was known by lots of other students around the school, so talking to him would be putting myself on the spot.
Which I would hate.
I took out my homework and put it on the right side of my desk before proceeding to take out my sketch pad. There would be a couple of minutes before the professor came into class (he was always late) so this would be the perfect time to add some finishing touches to my latest sketch.
It wasn't a personal sketch, it was for one of my art assignments. Our jobs were to take something simple and add other things to make it unique. Mrs. Hines (the art teacher) encouraged us to make an art piece that represented us.
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I drew a girl that looked somewhat like me (I wasn't the best at self portraits). I'm the type of person that likes to read and likes to escape reality indulging myself with a really good book.
I sharpened my pencil and began adding some shade to the hair.
"Woah, did you draw that!? That's amazing!" a male voice sounded from above me. A hand then appeared on my desk.
I hesitated before giving a small, "Thank you."
"I think I've seen you a couple times in Mrs. Hines class." the boy continued, "I'm Jungkook by the way." he held out his hand.
It was Jungkook. The person I thought I'd never talk to.
No one seemed to notice him talking to me so I slowly bring my hand to his so he gives it a shake.
He then lets go of my hand and bends down to get a closer look at the drawing, also closer to by level.
I got a whiff of the deodorant he was wearing. It wasn't masculine like most deodorants were, but this one was natural. It was like cedar, lavender and maybe a hint of vanilla?
Okay now I was sounding weird with all the details. If anyone were to read my mind right now they'd honestly think I was some kind of psychopath that payed way too close to the details of someone.
