haunted, the forest // nct [3]

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(Sorry for the late update ;-; it's been a little bit)

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Chanmi's P.O.V

"Why Doyoung?" Jungwoo continued to press questions. He held up his camera to take another picture before turning back to me. "How did that happen? He's like the drama queen of this college and you're one of the most studious people."

I clamped my lips together while I acted like my focus was set on a group of vines that crawled up a tree. I raised my camera to snap a picture.

"It makes me curious as well," Chunja added. I heard her footsteps approach me from behind. "How did Doyoung even catch your interest?"

With a big sigh, I opened my mouth to start talking. "I guess I started to like him back during our first year of college. After we all met and became friends, Johnny decided to have that first get-together party where we could all hang out on a Saturday outside of classes." A small smile formed on my face as I remembered that night. "I noticed him in a class of mine and found him to be cute. When I realized he was friends with Johnny, I got a little nervous about the get-together because I would actually be meeting Doyoung."

I walked into the room, ready to try and talk to him. Passing the window, I could just see my reflection and glasses on my face. I quickly took them off and hide them behind my back as I walked over to Doyoung.

Thanks to my horrible vision, my hip bumped the table as I approached him. Doyoung turned around as I reached a hand out to lean against the table while I looked up at him with a smile. "Hey, I know you from our literature class."

In the blurs, I could make out Doyoung's smile. "Yeah, you're Chanmi. You had that really long poem yesterday."

I let out a small chuckle. "I'm surprised no one fell asleep by the time I was finished."

"No, of course not. Who would want to miss an essay length poem about cryptic messages that no one can understand?" He brought his cup to his lips to take a sip.

"I can tell there's sarcasm in your voice." My cheeks felt as though they were growing warmer. A shy smile replaced my one of amusement.

"There's just something... different about you right now." Doyoung brought his hand up to his chin in thought. Then, he reached behind me to hold up my hand that held my glasses. Doyoung took the frames from my hand and placed the glasses back on my face. I blinked a couple of times as all of the blur cleared and I was left with a perfect view of Doyoung.

My face was definitely warmer than before, making my eyes adverted to the floor. "I just didn't like how they looked."

"What's wrong with them?" Doyoung tilted his head, as if trying to make sense of what I was saying.

I shrugged. "I just don't think glasses are... nice on me."

Doyoung's eye squinted a bit. "I don't see what you're talking about." Then, my heart almost stopped as a smile surfaced on his face. That's when I really felt feelings for him. It's like I completely fell all at once under that smile.

"You mean... Doyoung said that?" Jungwoo asked, showing a bit of confusion in his expression. "Kim Doyoung was being smooth?"

I rolled my eyes at Jungwoo.

"Are you sure that was him?" he continued. "Maybe someone was there that night that just happened to look like him?"

Chunja gently pushed Jungwoo with her elbow. "I'm sure Doyoung is capable of saying nice things."