miran opens the water bottle and tries to drink from it, but when nothing comes out she looks at it and finds it empty. she throws it into the recycling bin nearby and grabs another one. as she opens it, she sees junkyu walking towards her.
"that's your third bottle in the past twenty minutes. you're gonna need to use the bathroom when you're in the middle of your speech," he says.
she closes the bottle, sighing, "i know, i'm just nervous. i hate public speaking."
junkyu looks down at her hand and grabs it (that she didn't even notice shaking, he must've.)
"you'll do great, mi. yedam said he wanted you to do this speech because he wanted you to represent the student council and the whole school to the new students."
she almost forgets to listen to his words. she's too focused on her hand. she feels her face starting to heat up, and junkyu lets go before the red hue is obvious. he smiles at her.
"i— thank you, jun."
"no problem! you'll do amazing, i just know it."
seunghun calls junkyu over to help with chairs. as he leaves, yoonbin comes up from behind her.
miran doesn't even look at him, "shut up."
"i didn't even say anything," yoonbin huffs.
"but you were gonna say something."
yoonbin watches junkyu approach seunghun, "you know, sometimes, it really seems like he likes you, not yeoreum."
she opens the water bottle, "unfortunately, he doesn't."
small skinship like that isn't rare for the two, but the sudden action and the words accompanying it makes it different.
god, why do i like him so much?
she looks down at her hand again. yoonbin says something that she doesn't hear.
why do i let him string me along like that?
"we have a little less than an hour before they start coming in!" hyunsuk calls out, grabbing everybody's attention.
why can i still feel my hand in his?
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going crazy | kim junkyu
Fanfictionshe's so far away from him. his attention was always on someone else. she's going crazy, but why on earth can't she give up on him? 》 lowercase intended. / ongoing
