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Haeun's POV

I open my eyes to the sight of paper, the scent of the book's pages and ink infiltrating my nose. I groan as I lift the book off from my face and place it beside me.

I hear a knocking on the door once again. Confused about who it could possibly be, I stand from the couch to look through the peephole of the door.

Like many times before, I see strands of blonde hair and dark brown eyes, those of which I immediately identify to be Jimin's.

I unlock the door and smile when I see his face clearly in front of me.

"Hey Jimin, what's up?"

"Hey Haeun, you good to do some tutoring today?"

"Of course! You're like a miracle worker! Wait, let me show you." He walks fully into the room, quietly closing the door behind him. I quickly run into my room to grab a piece of paper laying on my desk and run back out in front of him.

"Here look! I got a B-!" I proudly hold the paper in front of him, his eyes instantly lighting up seeing the grade penned onto the top of the page.

"Oh my gosh good job Haeun-ah!" Jimin immediately pulls me into his arms, hugging me tightly. We stay like this for a moment.

It suddenly crosses my mind that this is the first time Jimin has ever hugged me. Or at least, this is the first time I am completely aware of the physical contact with him. As we both release our hold of each other, pulling away slowly, we lock eyes. Then, I notice his lips slightly parted.

I feel some form of tension as his touch lingers on my back, feeling the touch of his fingers slowly sliding down my arm as he begins to pull back.

It's silent.

I bite my lip and laugh nervously, causing a very small smile to reach his face.

"Soo...what are we working on today?"

"Hmm...actually...how about instead of tutoring, we celebrate first instead! I can cook you something to eat!" I grin hearing Jimin's sweet offer.

"Oh Jimin that's really kind of you. That sounds great!" He nods at me before walking into the kitchen. I follow not too far behind him.

"So what do you have? I could make a pasta... or-" When he opens the fridge, he reveals the inside to be practically empty with just one almost empty jug of milk. I'm shocked to see the lack of food inside the fridge. I swear it was full this morning... My memory must be messing with me.

"Oh haha...I guess I forgot to stock back up on groceries." I give a nervous chuckle as I say this. Jimin turns around and gives me one of his eye smiles, his hand scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh don't worry that's fine. We can go out to eat somewhere close by instead!" I nod at him in agreement. "So where do you want-" Jimin suddenly stops talking, the smile that was on his face vanishing as well. I see his gaze fix onto something behind me. Without a word, I curiously turn around and follow his stare, wondering what possibly could've captured his attention like this.