(Credits to Gert-Jan in korea.)
I was waiting for donghun. To go to our first class of the day!
Soon i saw him coming.
"Morning" he said friendly."Morning" i smiled back.
We started to walk to our class.
I was quite excited. Our first day in class.
''Anyways how were you yesterday with the party?''
''Ah.. Yeah i was really stupid drunk but somehow.. People found me cool now. Even though i still feel a little bit hungover''
I laughed.
''Ofcourse you are. You looked like you were having the time of your life.''
''Yeh i did. It was the first time i went out like that. It felt so different from high school''
''Hello sherlock! It's different from high school. We got more freedom but also need to do more things.. Ahh~ adulthood..''
He just laughed at my comment. ''Well I think it will be fine.''
''You think?''
So we reached our class and went to sit down somewhere.
Oh it's a mixed class?
''Ah i see the model students are joining us. Well makes sense. They need to know about the clothes they are wearing to proper show it off''
I nodded in agreement.
Suddenly we hear a voice.
''Hey Donghun''
We both looked at the owner of that voice.
''Oh Junhee!''
''What's up''
they both gave each other a special handshake.
''What are you doing here?''
''Well we have class together with the first year designers for fashion history. So you don't mind if i sit here next to you?'' he asked.
''Eh? but is that group not calling you out over there?'' donghun points out.
A group of girls are waving and signing at jun to sit by them.
''Ah..''
Our eyes met. I broke off the stare and looked at my book.
''Nah it's fine. I wouldn't be able to focus with them in my way. Trying to pull my attention away.'' he said and went to sit down.
Geez.. Oh well whatever.
Soon the class started and i was all focused on it.
After class.
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Memories (A.C.E Junhee)
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