Lesson 15: we don't understand yet

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New days had already passed away, but old memories just kept fading back.


Joohyun was currently residing in the student council's office, but her spirit had long been flowing somewhere else. Ever since that day at the theme park, the girl couldn't stop herself from being nostalgic. She kept thinking of her hometown, thanks to that little kid Kim Taehyung. His odour reminded her of nothing but the pleasant scent that she used to enjoy in the past years. Being snuggled within his wide arms and warm torso made the girl feel like she was floating in the middle of a crystal blue ocean, tremendous and inescapable. 


The hug he gave was indefinite. His firm chest brought in the sensation of a familiar refuge where anyone would hang around at least one during their childhood. Taehyung might look extremely freaking gorgeous and royally, but somehow his vibe was always similar to that of a farm boy you would easily meet every morning in your neighborhood. 


Oh, did she mention how that boy insisted on walking in front of her in order to look like a hero leading the way? Yes he did. He was upset all the time because Joohyun didn't give him a chance to pursue his dream. Poor boy sure had high self-esteem, but hers was even higher despite she being short as hell. And although Taehyung might think Joohyun totally neglected his existence because he was at the back, he was wrong. Admitted, she did peep, more than thrice. She saw him sulking, which unconsciously triggered her smile. It was cute, she thought. 

Oh, talking about peeping, did she elaborate on the moment she just started to hold his hand? The boy was freaking flustered, his nervousness watered his whole palm. Joohyun could literally tell through Taehyung's hand that his body was sweating dramatically like a damn tropical rainforest. It was gross, but she shook it off anyway, as parts of her mind lowkey preferred it. 

Oh, final thing, did she accidentally forget to brag about their 'unofficial first kiss'? Oops, such a waste if she really did, because that thing was a fucking beef. So basically, her forehead lost its virginity without her permission. Joohyun was unaware of the situation in which that 4D kid would ever have the nerve to put his lips against any parts of her body.  Well, it wasn't that she disliked it nor wanted to sue him for doing it, Joohyun just wasn't ready, neither was her heart.


It was strange for this woman to allow a man's intrusion within a five-feet radius. Perhaps to her, Taehyung was not considered a human being, yet; perhaps to her, he was merely a chemical substance whose luscious lips react effectively with her soft petal-like skin; perhaps his wet kiss was what needed for her dryness.  



Wait, why the hell was these poetic shit wandering inside her head? And why the hell was she blushing?

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