It didn't happen until I reached the age of sixteen and three quarters. I didn't have faith in love until he proved me wrong. When I finally made eye contact with my future husband, the idea of love had reeled me in so far that I found myself repeating his name over and over in History class. Hoseok. Hoseok. Hoseok.
Hoseok was a new student in our school, beginning the school year as a senior. Everyone was fascinated by his appearance and the way he spoke. No one ever got tired of hearing his bright, angelic voice, especially the teachers. He raises his hand confidently as if he knew so much about everything, which I'm sure he does. Me, a junior, I could barely understand what he speaks about. You could say everyone would surely find themselves distracted once they stare into his dark, rich brown eyes.
My future husband and I only made eye contact three times before he muttered something to me. I wasn't sure if it was on the brink of "excuse you" or "excuse me". Either way, I couldn't get the chance to apologize anyway. He rushed off to homeroom before I could. He doesn't talk much aside from answering questions and presenting projects. All the girls at school beg him to just mutter one word to them, but funnily, he doesn't. Hoseok wasn't like a normal guy at our school. He didn't care much about anything.
Today was especially a difficult day. If I explained it, you might not understand from my perspective, but who knows. Miss Oh was in the middle of explaining a group project when Soon Ae stood up out of her chair and turned her head back to face me. Or someone behind me. Miss Oh was distracted until Soon Ae spoke the very words that shocked me.
"Hoseok, would you like to be partners with me?" She stood there twiddling her fingers as a peachy red stained her cheeks. Everyone in the classroom hollered and shouted at Hoseok, saying he was so lucky that the prettiest and kindest girl in our school had wanted to be his partner instead.
Out of embarrassment, Soon Ae dropped down in her chair and fixed her hair and kept her gaze down. "Nevermind. I'm sorry."
The shouting was calmed down when Miss Oh lectured the students about being too noisy and distracting. I turned my gaze back to Hoseok to see that his blank expression was still there as if he didn't care about what Soon Ae had to say at all. Out of the blue, Hoseok spoke a sentence that had me choking on the air I used to breathe in to contain my lovey-dovey thoughts about him.
"I'm terribly sorry, Soon Ae. I already asked another girl to be my partner." Hoseok smiles sheepishly and motioned to the crumpled piece of paper on the floor beside my desk. Everyone's eyes were locked on me now as I bent over to retrieve the item. Miss Oh looked our way to see what was the commotion but broke into a smile when Hoseok winked at me.
I unfolded the note and inside was exactly what I was wishing for, despite the fact that I was sure my classmates beside me could hear every single beat my heart was doing.
Will you be my partner? ~ Hoseok
I slowly blinked as I looked up at him once more. He had on a plastered grin that told me everything about his personality. Confident, cocky, and charismatic. The three C's. Not to mention cute.
I was really nervous. I knew how I wanted to answer but what if he was just using me as an excuse to not be partners with Soon Ae? What does he have with her that could possibly cause him to reject being her partner for a simple group project? Hoseok leaned back in his seat and bit his bottom lip slightly, waiting for my response. The ticking clock moves slower as I gulped and spoke what I regret so much.
"S-sure. I mean why not? It's just a group project and you're just a cute dude in my homeroom. When do you want to start?" I wanted to slap myself. How dare I reveal my thoughts out loud. Hoseok chuckles from his seat as I lowered myself and hung my head low. I'm such an idiot.
"Once we learn about the project, then we can start." He said softly, quietly laughing at what I hope is my cuteness and not my embarrassing words. I can be so much to handle.
Soon Ae glanced over at me and smiled sorrowly, giving me a thumbs up. I felt bad for her, I really did, but how could Hoseok have chosen me over the prettiest and kindest girl in our school? Either I'm dreaming or dead. Regardless, a smile was on my face and I was happy.
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