~(YOUR POV)~
I always see him in places that contained little to no people. Under a tree, in the farthest edge of the library and the rooftop is usually where he goes. A book in one hand which he reads while listening to some music through his earphones—wherein the former usually ends up going to his face when it was time for his nap.
Barely with any people surrounding him but his six friends, he still caught my eye. I don't know how, but he just did. Maybe it was due to his mysterious aura? His undeniable handsomeness? His dark eyes accompanied by long lashes?...I just don't know anymore.
I want to be closer to him, but I know that I'm wishing for something that is unattainable. Beautiful and sexy girls all over the school (and even outside) flock over to him only to get ignored or sent away. If those perfect girls can't grab his attention, then how can I?
I let out a sigh as I walked out of the classroom. Mumbling some self-cheering up words to myself. I was already in the hallway when all of a sudden, the school nurse grabbed my hand.
"Y/n, dear!"
"Oh, hello Mrs.T" I greeted, using her nickname
"Hon, I know that this is gonna be a troublesome thing for you especially since you're about to go home, but can I ask you to take care of the clinic for me? Nobody in the committee is still in school, but you. I'm really sorry, but I have to go to my son's school and pick him up from the principal's office"
"It's no problem at all. I can handle it. Is Ren alright?"
She sighed "some kid bullied him and he ended up punching the boy back"
"Awesome!--I mean, ehe, that's bad news..."
She chuckled at my swift change of tone "oh you. Anyway, thank you so much"
"I can handle it, rest assured. Take care."
"you too"
With that, I made my way to the clinic, mentally preparing myself for the clean-up I was about to do. When I entered the room however, a familiar silhouette on the farthest bed in the corner caught my eye. I quietly closed the door and steadied my breathing.
There's no mistaking it, this person is Mark. Even though his face is covered with A jacket as an attempt to cover his face from the lights, I am 100% sure it's him. I made my way to him with the intention of waking him up and telling him to go home, but seeing as how close I am now to the guy I love made me feel like I was on cloud 9.
I could see a small portion of the jacket heaving up and down indicating that he was asleep. The perfect curve of his lips were visible, and it made me do something I will never forget. I dipped down and kissed his clothed lips. Pulling away, I covered my own with a blush.
I can't believe I kissed my crush. In addition to that, he was asleep and unaware of my actions. I decided that I should start cleaning up just in case he wakes up and gets suspicious, at least I have an alibi. But before I can even take a step, I felt a hand pull on my wrist.
Looking down, I was petrified seeing that the now-awake Mark was holding my wrist.
"U-uh hello. Sorry to wake you, but it's already time to go home and I can't exactly clean this room with you in here so--..."
The silence was unbearable and it made me feel even more guilty about what I did. But I tried to convince myself that I shouldn't be afraid because he was asleep.
"Are you trying to kick the person you stole a kiss from out?"
Okay. Now I can panic.
"W-what are you talking about?? You must have mista-"
