Today, one of my teachers isn't operating with me. Seemingly, I should've been lying cozily on a soft sofa, with an oversized shirt, and a messy bun, maybe including viewing a drama series. Like what I usually do every Friday afternoon. Though, today isn't like that. Beforehand, right after I collected a book in the general room, one of the teachers with bothersome short hair, asked me to take some books in the library for him.
So, here I am now. Alright, let's find the damn book. Hah? Isn't he the leader of a famous group? I'm not startled to see him here. Because, if there is one place that satisfies him, the answer is, the library. His name is Namjoon, yes, I frequently hear his name, I can memorize it. The thing people love the most is his brain. Even though, after looking at him for a while, apparently, he was quite cute. Comprehensive enough, right? A smart brain and with a cute representation. God, what am I doing? Why did I unobtrusively pay attention to him? I'm not a stalker! I'm exposed! Oh no! Hopefully, Namjoon doesn't memorize my face. I don't want to be recognized as one of his fans. What should I do now? Oh, wait. Act as nothing happened. Let's focus on searching for the book.
I imagine being a girl who isn't too tall would be cute. But, that opinion turned out to be not proper for this condition. Ahh ... this frustrates me! Jumping many times without displaying results is tiring. From all among the hundreds of books on this shelf, why should it be 'that' book up there? "Do you need my help?" My heart almost came out of my body when I realized Namjoon's location was so close to me. I didn't suspect it, he's more attractive when I see him firmly. The question directly intersected my mind again, and for some reason, my ego chose to not respond to the boy's suggestion.
But, with his remarkable height, he certainly could surely reach my victim book. I lost my balance. My jump nearly succeeded but was followed by my shaky body. A split second, I can imagine myself lying silly on the library floor. I closed my eyes to espouse the pain than I was progressing to get. But, that did not happen. Two large, warm hands caught my body.
Who would've guessed? This is the endpoint of my defense. I mean, who doesn't melt when someone gets a worried look at Namjoon? Not to consider that his touch is enough to have an impact like some electric shock on my skin. Namjoon let go of my body and bent down to pick up a book that's lying on the floor. He then exchanged the book to me with a soft smile. Oh, God. Why is he so attractive? "Sorry if I interrupted you. But, I think I should acquaint myself to you," said the man shyly. "I'm Namjoon, and I've liked you for a long-drawn time. But, I guess that isn't necessary," Then, he held his kneecaps. "The point is, don't delay to ask for my help next time."
A. "Wait! What do you signify by unnecessary? I never thought that the famous Namjoon - Kim Namjoon - had feelings for me. I don't think you even know who I am."
B. "Thank you. You don't need to acquaint yourself because I already know you. And, to be fair, I like you too."
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An Unexpected Confession | Kim Namjoon
FanfictionI just want to enjoy my life. But I wasn't expecting the impossible. Someone famous in my school that I got to, likes or even loves me. Should I be his girlfriend or not? Would we be a cute couple or I will be hated by the whole school and his fangi...