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in these halls, i could hear subtle conversations traveling around, leaving one's lips and going through another's ears.



everyone clicked with each other.



everyone connected with each other.



in fact, after being alone for so long in this world, i've understood that i'm no use for this type of environment.



the agonizing hallway traffic system with the pushing students is what got me lost and tardy yesterday so i struggle to squirm my way through.



the crowd easily squeezes me out of its huddle of body odor and loud shouting.



i heave out a sudden sigh.



i stare at my feet at the ground, amazed of how they catch me at every step to balance my body.



one step after another is what take.



but what the fuck?



the sudden contact of my forehead hitting his chest is how i'm in the arms of a stranger and it terrifies me to know who exactly.



i blink my eyes up and back away from the stranger as he pulls in his arms, obviously avoiding conversation for the accident.



he sighs out of annoyance and begins walking away in the direction of the secret shortcut hallway only i've discovered my last two years here.



i've never seen him before but he clearly was not new.



no one could just have found that shortcut easily without actually searching and knowing where it goes or leads to.



who is this strange man and why is he already striking my curiosity when i don't tend to notice anyone here?



"y/n,"



jaemin voices out from behind me and wraps his arms around my shoulders, breaking my thoughts from the stranger.



"why aren't you in class yet? here, i'll walk you to your class."



"oh, i was just thinking for a bit."



i reply, removing his arms from around me and walking beside him.



he pouts but reaches for my right hand, taking it in his large hand.



"why are you smiling so much?"



jaemin retorts as he pinches my cheek and kisses my right hand when he brings it to his lips.



"do you love me that much?"



what?



i stopped walking in my tracks.



jaemin stops, too, and stares at me.



"i'm sorry. i shouldn't have said that,"



he apologizes with shining silver in his eyes.



i  felt so guilty.



"i'm not pressuring you to say anything that you don't feel comfortable saying yet."



"it's okay."



i say, smiling back at my boyfriend.



"let's just keep going. class starts soon."

• • •

i'm supposed to be taking notes.



these notes were supposed to be studied.



that is the reason why i am here, but i don't want to take the energy to do anything else.



so  i write anything and everything i can about today, about yesterday, about tomorrow.



i just write.

• • •

"ah, jung jaehyun. we meet again five years later and you're still late as usual."



professor kim says, chuckling, pausing his long lecture.



"have a seat next to y/n and we can discuss the topics you've missed out on later."



he's jaehyun?



i raise my head and i see his warm, golden eyes again, despite the cold expression written across his face.



i quickly push myself closer to my desk so he could pass by.



jaehyun sits beside me and leans back in his chair, getting comfortable.



i don't say a word as i stare at the stranger.



he didn't apologize for running into me earlier and i guess i'm still petty about that, or maybe it is the fact that he's quite striking and handsome.



his eyes hold all of love and affection.



professor kim always talked about one of his former schoolmates that had moved away just before they could graduate highschool.



his name was jaehyun.



no wonder professor kim's face glowed up at the sight of the stranger.



they must have been really close.



i wouldn't question it.



professor kim was really young, so you wouldn't imagine him to be teaching college level.



but professor kim was smarter than most of the professors at this campus, plus he taught better.



most students liked and enjoyed him because he was both handsome and a genius.



"so, are you going to say sorry?"



what—



"for what?"



i say, tuning out professor kim and his speeches on great literatures written from the past.



jaehyun rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, his black tee fitting against his body loosely as he does so.



his muscular arms are visible as well as the veins running across them.



i gulp and close my eyes to process the sight.



"hello?"



jaehyun sings out and pokes my shoulder, catching my attention.



"you apologize. i did nothing wrong."



jaehyun scoffs.



"it was you who didn't keep your head up. you apologize to me."



this time, i turn back to my writings and ignore him.



talking with someone like him would only waste my him and i don't have much more time to waste away and spend it on some idiot who thinks he's so cool because he wears all black.



"no."



i say and he leaves me alone, his sudden gaze kept on me the whole class time.



all i could do was ignore it.



i really didn't want to mess with someone like him.

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