𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐍. || k.jw & k.hb [✔️]

friends? friends. ≫ 01

≫ third person

Hanbin and Jiwon were already at school, after a dreaded bus ride filled with silence. As they went in the doors of the school, Hanbin noticed a bunch of students were staring at him as he walked beside with Jiwon, he quickly and silently walked away from Jiwon. He didn't want any student staring at him again, it felt insanely uncomfortable. Hanbin walked to the hallway where his locker was placed, he took out some books from his bag pack and placed them in the locker, he then took other books of his schedule today and placed it in his bags and checked his folder filled with the assignments and worksheets that he did last night.

Hanbin put the straps of his bag pack on and started heading off to his classroom.

He sat in the usual place, far off to the left corner, close to the window. Then he heard few of his classmates, talking about.... Seating arrangements? Shit. Hanbin thought, that means one thing, and he's not going to like the thought of having a seatmate.

There's going to be a chance that he's going to have a seatmate, he usually never had one but the thought of being around loud and obnoxious people. Ugh. He didn't like the thought of that, he liked being alone, but he's also ok with being around quiet people. Obnoxious and loud? Hell no, he can't face the whole day with people pestering him. Hanbin inhaled, and then exhaled. Calming himself and mentally preparing for who should he sit with.

His homeroom teacher came in, holding a black folder. Hanbin knew one thing about black folders, shit's about to go the fuck down.

So here he is standing with a bunch of his classmates, chattering with their own conversations and topics. Whilst here he is silently attentive to the names were being called, his eyes following the teachers fingers which were pointing to specific seats and calling out some of his classmates names to sit on that very particular seat.

There was also two seats at the end of the room where two students would seat. One would be the smart one one would be the dumb one. Why you may ask? Those two seats are actually there for some of the smartest students in the class to teach some of the students who were failing they would also have to stay in class thirty minutes after. It was a mere system in the class that everyone knew.

After a few minutes of the teacher rearranging the students to their seats, Jiwon's name was called. He sat at the chair that was in the end of the class. Jiwon never knew he was failing this bad at this quarter. Who in the hell would he have to sit with this time? Jiwon has experienced some of these and most of the time it were girls that would try to flirt nor even kiss Jiwon and goddamn he didn't want any of that stupid shit anymore.

Jiwon was looking out of the window that was a few seats away from him, worried for who will he deal with, his concentration was lost after he heard the the chair beside him move. He turned his head to the seat beside him, he saw Hanbin. His eyes grew wide, he's quite lucky. For once maybe Jiwon is the one going to be flirting.

≫ kim hanbin

Jiwon? Oh god no I'm going to teach one of the most noticed students in class and his friends are going to annoy me.
I breathed in and out, hoping that our homeroom teacher would leave and let the next teacher come in to talk about the lesson but she just had to say these words.

"Class, I'm giving you some time to talk to your seat mate to bond with, I want you all to make new friends this time!"

I did not like any bit of that sentence, sure I had a little conversation with Jiwon earlier, but he can't really handle too much talking to other people, I'm not used talking to people, a lot.

Of course the usual awkward silence just envelops between us, but of course Jiwon had to break it, "So, Hanbin... You're going to be my tutor for this quarter, how do you feel about that?" He asks, looking down at his desk table.

I shrugged, I don't know what to say. About him referring to me as his tutor, "I don't honestly know Jiwon." I stared at him,

Jiwon looks at me, he smiled, "Maybe, we can be friends. Tutor seems to be too formal."

I thought about it, I never really seem to talk to this boy, "Friends?" I pointed to him and then to myself, "Why would you be friends with a person like me?"

Jiwon leaned in, "Cause, you seem like a person who wouldn't forget me, a person which I could trust. Isn't that what friends are? I'll be open to hear you, nonetheless..." Then I heard him mumbled a a few words, I couldn't pinpoint what it was.

I grew a little suspicious, and unusually my heart was beating faster, knowing that he's leaning towards me, "I don't trust you, you're.."

"Not trustworthy? Hanbin I may be a social butterfly, I sometimes forget my friends. But I promise you, that I won't forget you, and you seem way better under that lil cute shy shell of yours." He seemed to read my mind,

Well, I have been hiding too long. Maybe I should open myself for once to other people other than my parents.

I look at him straight in the eyes, "Fine, just don't hurt my feelings or me I don't really trust people well... Hence that you are one of the popular kids."

Jiwon smiled wider, his eyes smiling, he let out a little laugh, his mouth covered by his hands. "Why would I hurt you? You seem like someone who couldn't stab my back, unlike my other friends. Plus, you should be lucky because I trust you already." He winked at me, my heart fluttering at the sight.
"Anyways, let's do this again shall we? I'm Kim Jiwon, your new friend."

He held his hand out, he leaned back. I take his hand and shook it.

"Hi Kim Jiwon, I'm Kim Hanbin your new friend." I smiled back at him, he smiled back at me.

For once I feel open to talk, I'm proud to have a new friend.