desire. park seonghwa

one

it's been a while since i've rode the bus to school. a few months actually. and here i am, sitting just casually looking out the window with all the other students being noisy.

“yah hyunae,” someone called. i looked behind seeing hana her eyes already looking at me. i hummed.

“where's seonghwa?” she asked as her friends stopped talking and looked at me waiting for an answer.

“he couldn't pick me up today, he told me he have something to do,” i answered bluntly going back to my original position.

“oh okay, it's just kinda weird now seeing you here again.” hana said, turning back to continue her conversation with her friends.

as we arrived school, i went out the bus and saw seonghwa and my two other friends, soomin and yeosang. they saw me and waved, and i walked to them.

seonghwa smiled and kissed my forehead as he put his arm around my waist, “hey.”

i smiled back, “hey.”

“okay you two couple, no being lovey dovey early in morning please i don't want to lose all my breakfast.”

seonghwa pulled his arm away as i crossed mine, “we're not a couple.”

soomin rolled her eyes and scoffed, “right.”

yeosang coughed, “let's go inside it's getting a bit cold out here,” and we all walked in.

this is my life. my name is jung hyunae and i am 17 years old. it's my last year in high school, soon to be graduating and boom my life as a college student will start– hopefully. as you can tell, i have three bestfriends; seonghwa, soomin and yeosang.

a little back story, soomin and i has been friends since we're in 7th grade. i met yeosang through soomin during 9th grade and seonghwa was a friend of yeosang and well we kept on hanging out and a beautiful friendship was born.

oh? the things i have with seonghwa? trust me, we're just friends. well more than friends but less than a couple... i guess. something happened to the both of us that kinda changed the way we treat each other. yes, we banged.

a lot of times.

but as i said we're just friends.

we're friends with benefits.

no one know about it though, not even soomin and yeosang. they just think that we're in a secret relationship in which we do not know how to hide or just think that we do not want to admit. everyone thinks so– maybe because he always kissed my forehead or that we hugged each other too much or how people saw us sneakily giving each other pecks, we have too much skinships also because seonghwa picks me up to go to school but as i said, we're just friends.

‘clichè thing though, i admit, i may or may NOT have feelings for seonghwa.’

‘but... that's not the point.’

‘is it?’

“hey,” seonghwa called dismissing my thoughts while he intertwined our hands. i looked at him and hummed. “sorry you had to ride the bus today, i had something... to do,” he said scratching his neck.

“it's okay hwa, i kinda missed riding the bus too,” i giggled, swinging our hands.

“i'll make it up to you~ my place or yours?” he winked.

i blushed, “it's okay hwa you don't need to.”

he stopped walking and leans closer to my ears, “oh c'mon, plus i need to release a little bit of my stress.”

“oh fine, but your place,” i looked at him sternly before continuing, “my brother will be at home tonight and he's a noisy piece of shit.”

seonghwa chuckles and we started walking again, “typical wooyoung.”

and with that, we walked in to maths class ready to suffer.