My Moral Compass ~ A Johnyong FF

Chapter 3

Word Count- 1,630

     I got up carefully, looking at my feet so I wouldn't fall and embarrass myself because I know I am very clumsy at times like this. Once I got to the front of the room, I shyly started to speak in a somewhat quiet but audible tone but once I looked at Johnny smirking at me from his desk knowing I might stutter, I slowly lost courage. The teacher lets out a slight cough for me to talk with a slightly confused look on his face as to why I haven't introduced myself yet. I wanted to run, but I had to do it. My mouth opened to speak, and all was going well until I slightly stuttered. M-My n-name is T-T-Taeyong, P-P-Please t-take care of me. I bowed quickly and rushed back to my desk with my cheeks starting to heat up from embarrassment.

     The lesson starts, and I couldn't focus at all because it seemed that when I started jotting down notes, Johnny would whisper my name to get my attention. This went on for about ten more minutes. Eventually, I just gave up trying to focus because I was just becoming a little agitated. He called my name again, and I finally gave in and looked over at him, and when I did, he had a cocky grin on his face. I quickly whispered, "what," so I wouldn't get caught and scolded by the professor. He just winked in satisfaction because he knew that he won this battle and turned his head back to the front of the class.

     Once the class was over, I packed up my stuff, hoping to have time to stop at my locker. When I was done, I noticed someone was still waiting in the doorway, and to my surprise, it was Johnny. I started to wonder if he waited for me or not, but I was snapped out of my thoughts when Johnny said, "well, are you going to take forever? I've been waiting for a good two minutes now." I quickly rushed to the door, so I wouldn't keep him waiting for any longer. We stopped at our lockers and then headed to our next class. The following few classes seemed like it was definitely going a lot faster than our first class, and before I knew it, it was lunchtime. Johnny led me to the lunchroom, and we both ended up parting ways to go into two different food lines. His line seemed to go by faster, and after a while, I lost sight of him because I wasn't paying attention. When I got my food, I looked around to see if I could spot him like a lost puppy but it was not successful. All of a sudden, I hear my name being called and a tall boy waving me to come over. I instantly figured it was Johnny, but he was sitting with a group of guys I haven't met yet.

     I had a little anxiety walking over because they were all looking at me, and I thought something was wrong with me, whether it be something on my clothes or my face. I didn't like meeting new people because I was a shy person, but I took a big gulp before I finally made it to the table. When I got there, Johnny smiled and pulled out a chair for me right next to him which I gladly sat and quietly said thank you before eating my lunch. Johnny suddenly spoke up, introducing me to the rest of the guys and then had them introduce themselves as well. They were all good looking, I had to admit, especially the boy diagonal from me, Jung Jaehyun and the boy across from me, Moon Taeil, but it was strange that I didn't have that much of a somewhat strange connection like I did with Johnny. This connection is something that I have never experienced, and I can't think of a logical idea of what it actually is. Still, I'm sure I will probably figure it out in the future for sure.

     After lunch was finished, I went back to my locker with Johnny following close behind. I got my books for the last few classes before dismissal and waited for Johnny to finish. I didn't realize I was staring at him for like the twentieth time today until he just stared back and started to move closer to me little by little like he was going to do something. This caused me to slowly move backward until my back was to the wall that hid us from the rest of the hallway. Johnny got closer and closer until he was inches away from my face. He bent down a little to look into my eyes with that smirk that lit up his face and said, "you like me that much that you stare at me all the time, huh? You're lucky you're cute" with that, he sneakily kissed the top of my head and then looked down to see my reaction. My cheeks were flushed with a pinkish-red tint, which made Johnny lowly chuckle at the current state that I am in.

     After about a minute, he backed up, and I started to walk away, flustered wondering why he was playing with me like that. I couldn't say I exactly hated it, but it wasn't something I was really used to. He walked closer to me this time, then he did it in the past, and I thought, "what has gotten into him in like the past 10 minutes for him to do this?" The rest of the school day I couldn't help thinking about it class by class, and soon enough, it was time to go home. I went to my locker for the final time that day and got everything I needed to try to attempt the homework on the stuff that I tuned out while thinking.

     To no surprise, Johnny was also at his locker to get his belongings. I watched him grab his helmet that I saw earlier in the day, and I couldn't help but to stare. He turned to me with that familiar smirk and said, "I saw you walking earlier, do you want to ride on the back of my motorcycle cutie? You can hug and touch me all you want because I know you can't resist me, baby." Just to play with him, you agreed, and he looked kind of shocked, which made me smirk in triumph in my head.

     When we walked out of the building, I noticed that girls were looking at me with a jealous stare, which I didn't understand. We finally made it to his motorcycle, and he handed me his helmet while saying "I don't want your pretty face to get hurt if something happens to us, I wouldn't even know how to live if that actually happened." I heard a few girls awe at what he said to me. I told him where I lived, and I hopped on the back. I wrapped my arms around him gently as he started the engine so I could be stable and balanced before we began to go. He looked back at me to check if I was okay, and I quickly nodded, and with that, we were off. Unknowingly, I grasped onto him tightly because I was afraid that I would most likely fall off with my luck. I knew that me being this vulnerable pleased him because it gives him a chance to protect me.

     The ride was quite smooth, and I was very impressed with his driving skills. When we got to my house, I couldn't help but feel disappointed because it was over. Johnny noticed my frown and put his hand on my chin and lifted it up slightly so that I would look at him. He looked like he wanted to do something but held back because he didn't know how I would react to it. He finally spoke after a good minute in this state and said: "I'm glad you agreed to let me take you, home baby; I look forward to the next time I see you." I was about to say "what do you mean next time you see me," but before I could, he gently took the helmet out of my hand and started to get back on his motorcycle. I walked up to the steps of my house and watched him zoom down my street.

     Out of nowhere, my mom comes out onto the porch and asks who he was, and it scared me because I didn't necessarily want to tell her yet. I answered back that he was just a friend I had met at school today and that he offered to take me home. She then nodded and said he didn't look like he was just a "friend" before going back in the house with a smile on her face knowing she was correct but didn't want to push it out of me just yet. I shortly followed her into the house and closed the door taking my shoes off in the process. I walk up the stairs and head into my room to set my backpack down so I could complete it later and then go to collapse on my bed. My thoughts were all over the place, and I don't know where to start to understand what today was. I was also dreading eating dinner with my family because I know my mom is going to bring up Johnny, and I don't feel like answering them because I don't even know myself. I must've been thinking for a while because I hear my mom calling us for dinner, and the dreaded time has come...