Strange Being | 2park

Chapter 6

"Right class, today we have a new student to welcome!" Jihoon looks up from his notes.

Another one?

Jihoon glances around the room.

Woojin doesn't sit as close to him as he does in English. He's practically halfway across the entire room.

Jihoon watches for a moment. Woojin doesn't seem to have anything on his mind. Not caring about the new student or for the work they were supposed to be doing. Just simply being in his own world. Jihoon found it peaceful, somewhere in the back of his mind he hears whispers that he forces himself not to make out.

However despite his efforts the words seem to be screaming in his face.

I want to be a part of that world.

"Class, this is Shim Sooyeon. She moved here from a different country, she doesn't know much about our culture so please treat her well."

Jihoon watches the girl carefully. She's cute.

Her bright doe brown eyes show off a sense of true innocence and vulnerability and her long hair cascades down to her chest. Her skin is also slightly tanned which will make her stick out just that tad bit more than everyone else. Her body language shows that she's obviously nervous.

Cute shy foreign nerd. She'll have boys falling for her in no time.

"Mrs. Shim, you may take that available seat beside Park Woojin." Jihoon eyes widen for a moment as Sooyeon bows down, thanking the teacher before she makes her way to Woojin.

Jihoon watches as Woojin snaps out of his daze, looking over at Sooyeon as she bows down with a shy blush upon her face. Woojin surprisingly smiles at her, showing off his stupid snaggletooth, before kicking back the chair beside him.

What happened to having nothing to smile at, huh?

It took me weeks to even see that and he just shows it off to the first pretty girl he sees?

"You may all go back to doing your work quietly now."

Jihoon observers as their teacher walked over to Sooyeon, handing her a packet before walking away. Jihoon forces himself to look away.

He doesn't care.

Why would he?

He literally has no reason to do so.

He realizes how tight his grip on his pencil was when he releases it, seeing the indent it had made on his skin. Jihoon lets out a sigh as he lightly twists his wrist around in circles a few times.

He dumps his head on his desk, letting out a groan as he does so.

Park Woojin.

Park Woojin.

Park Woojin.

His mind is filled completely of Park Woojin. As if his thought was a glass overfilling with water, threatening to spill over, and Jihoon is unaware of the results as to if the water was to spill.

He's forced to snap out of his own head when he hears soft giggles. Jihoon twists his head only to see Sooyeon and Woojin laughing about who knows what. Jihooon is suddenly filled with a sense of possessiveness as he abruptly rises from his seat, slamming his palms against the wood of his desk. This catches various of people's attention, (besides Woojin and Sooyeon who seem to be in their own little worlds) but Jihoon ignores them as he grabs his papers, making his way over to Woojin and Sooyeon.

"Woojin-ah, could you help me with these problems?" Jihoon carefully asks as he purposely places his paper on top on Sooyeon's, leaving the girl pulling her hands away as she coils back. Jihoon smiles brightly yet Woojin just looks up at him with a blank stare.