𝙗𝙪𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙𝙮

date

date; noun
a social or romantic appointment or engagement.

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i swiftly took my bag and aggressively put on my shoes as i stumbled my way to the nearest bus stop.

i was running as fast as i could so that i'll not be late again.

as i crossed the road to the bus stop, my feet got attached to each other and i fell.

well, at least i thought i did.

i closed my eyes, ready to receive an impact from the floor. but before i could make any conclusions, i felt somebody wrapping his arms around my stomach.

he pulled me back as we sat on the bench.

i could see a bunch of those slutty-disgusting girls glaring at me from the right. i could see steam coming out from their nose and ears. and i could also see the burning fire in their eyes.

i was confused, happy, satisfied... there's so much in mind.

i turned to the guy who saved me.

"thank-" i paused for a minute, "daehwi?!"

"hmm?" he hummed as an answer.

"you're..." i trailed off, my mind was blank.

"i'm..?" he asked.

"no, nevermind..." i looked away, trying to find the yellow bus which i would always use when chanwoo and taehee leaves me.

i heard his lengthy grin. why do i suddenly feel nervous around him? is it because we actually had a conversation? or is it because he's the school's role model? thoughts ran through my mind nonstop.

my forehead became sweaty, and so were my hands.

it felt like hours sitting beside him, even though i checked it was only about 6 minutes i sat beside him.

the silence was killing me, too. it was too quite. and i don't like it.

i groaned, grabbing daehwi's attention.

"darn it! where's the damn bus?!" i slapped both of my cheeks at the same time.

"jeez," he patted my head, "calm down."

"how can i calm down when it's tuesday and my first period is on ms. bae?!" i whined like an annoying ass child would do.

"then that's your problem."

"whatever. what's the point of talking to you..." i muttered.

"yah, you should be grateful that you're friends with my group. not many girls get the chance." his face went close to mine.

i leaned backwards, "cocky much?"

"what cocky? i'm handsome as hell."

i scoffed, "maybe in my dreams."

"ha, funny. don't play hard to get, babygirl. i know you already fell for me. that's why you became friends with-"