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"we were just friends who spoke like lovers. and that seemed to be enough for two teenagers who were scared to love one another."
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Sahar swings her bag over her shoulder before opening the front door, calling to her brother to get out.
she, the older sister is taking Elio out to the children's library on a radiant Saturday. it's something they love to do every few weeks- lounging around, flicking through pages, finding amiable pictures and relishing their time together.
today they'll be returning a few books of Renoir and Van Gogh- Taehyung's recommendation. Elio is determined to get piles of animal books to take home. Sahar agrees with his choices because they have comparable interests.
the siblings tread out of their house, letting their parents know they're leaving. Sahar stops in her steps at what she sees and is suddenly wishing they had left earlier. Jin and Namjoon- her school teachers are going to Yoongi's house.
Sahar immediately stills when they make eye contact. the two men are wearing denim and the light in their eyes shows how much more comfortable they look, outside of their work place.
"hi sir, hi sir." Sahar greets twice, facepalming herself as soon as she realises how awkward she is- especially outside of school. she makes a mental note to learn how to greet and speak properly.
Namjoon laughs. Sahar is amazed. the sound that leaves his lips is so natural and easy going. it's a side to her teacher she's never witnessed before- after all, they are individuals with their own lives. "you don't need to be so formal, we're not in school." he informs her in a good-natured manner.
Sahar smiles in return. "this is-"
Jin, the other Mr Kim finishes her sentence. "i know- it's weird." he concurs.
the teachers say their bye's, trying not to make the interaction more peculiar and awkward before they disappear into Yoongi's house. Elio and Sahar start to make their way to the library in silence.
"who was that?" Elio asks, noticing Sahar's embarrassment.
"my teachers."
Elio is surprised and starts to laugh. "that's-"
"weird, i know. let's go."
Sahar lets Elio loose into the kids library as they walk inside. she looks around, spotting lively children- all ages, flicking through books and shoving them into the arms of their parents.
