Magic Hope

Are you crazy?

"Annyeong babe." "You didn't think that I would not call you? he laughed.

I look at the time. It is freaking 03:00 in the morning.

"You are seriously sick in your head to call me this early. Don't you have better things to do, like go to sleep like any normal person in this world? said I furiously.

I can hear him laugh. "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU LAUGHING?"

Silence.

"I couldn't fall asleep and staring at the wall is boring, so what is the best way to kind of amuse yourself? Call Y/N."

"You really think this is just an: I can decide when I call you without thinking whether this person is busy or in this case is sleeping"

"What do you say: shall we go on a date tomorrow?"

My heart starts to beat very fast. What is he thinking that I would go on a date with him because he calls me this early in the morning? This is unacceptable.

"Listen, I really don't appreciate that you called me this early in the morning. Maybe the other girls that are so in love with you might jump in the air of happiness, but I am not. So go and amuse your other girls. Goodnight.

"But...."

I didn't let him finish his sentence and hang up the phone. Man, he is crazy to call me this early in the morning. I have never experienced something like this, not even with my previous boyfriend.

I put my phone away and lookup. This boy is a total weirdo. Why do I even find this boy attractive? As I try to close my eyes, they automatically opens. My mind is still in the world of J-hope. Why is it that I can't stop thinking about him? I better try to sleep now. It is almost 04:00. My alarm will go to 06:30. I still have 2,5 hours of sleep left. Again, I try to close my eyes and let my mind fly away.

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"Y/N"

"Y/N?"

Y/N!!"

With a gasp of air, I wake up confused. My mom is standing next to my bed ready to go to work.

"Y/N, you have 20 minutes to get ready, otherwise I can't drive you to school."

20 minutes? I look at my alarm. 8:00?? SHIT!

I jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom and used both hands at the same time: my right hand to brush my teeth and the other hand to brush my hair. After that, I opened my wardrobe and picked the first T-shirt and pants that I see. I want to run down, but then I forgot to put on some makeup. Quickly as I can, I take my mascara and brush my eyelashes at a fast speed. Suddenly my hand moves in the wrong direction and I got some mascara stuck on my eyelids.

"WHY, WHY NOW?!"

I grab a cotton ball and try to remove the mascara on my eyelids. Instead of making it better, I end up making it 2x worse.

"URGH WHY DO I LOOK LIKE A PANDA?! GOD WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH? FIRST THE OVERSLEEPING, NOW THIS AND YESTERDAY THE STUPID BOY W--.".

I stop. I don't want to think about this guy. But I do. And why the hell am I thinking about him right now when I only got 5 minutes to leave the house? VERY good timing Y/N! Looking like Bloody Mary I ran downstairs to the kitchen. I quickly grabbed an apple and some crackers and put my shoes on. I hear the honk from my mom's car. Yeah mom, I'm coming!

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After my mom dropped me at school, I walk towards the building. I pass the bicycles when I suddenly see a familiar face. A guy with black hair, wearing a black hat, a white blouse and with an angelic looking face. No, this can't be it. I walk towards him, making sure no one else will look suspicious of me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" said I quietly but angry.

"I'm sorry that I made the phone call on that very late night" he said. "I didn't mean to make you stay up this late."

He hands me a bouquet of flowers. "The reason that I am here is to get my answer that I have asked yesterday --"

"This morning" I interrupted.

"Evening, morning whatever. Do you want to go on a date with me?"

The school bell rings.

"I am late for class, so --". I slowly walk towards the school.

"WAIT" J-hope screamed. So is it a yes?"

I turn around and look at him.

"I will text you when I am done" said I and walk towards the entrance.