"Park Chaeyoung, I like you. I've liked you since last year. Please accept this and consider going out with me?"I stood in awe as the shy boy who I never paid attention to until the start of the semester, held out a bright red rose in front of me. I wasn't sure what to think, he liked me all this time and I didn't even bat an eye at him. I felt somewhat guilty.
His face was all flustered and red, and I could feel mine becoming hot as well. Simply because I was immensely embarrassed...
"Thank goodness you aren't a murderer." I say shyly as he sweeps his hair out of his face to gaze at me baffled. "Huh? Why would I be a murderer?"
"Never mind." I stare at him a little longer. He was attractive for sure, and in the same grade as me.
This was the first proper confession I had gotten in a while, except for that one time a guy wanted to see my panties. Although I never really paid attention to boys, it would be nice to be in a relationship before I graduate. Sort of like a first love.
And here my chance is, it happened to be the boy I had my eye on too.
It was perfect.
And just a little bit awkward.
It was just a little disappointing that my heart wasn't reacting like they described in the movies. I didn't become emotional, or feel overly excited. My heart wasn't racing, nor was I nervous or swooning.
But I was happy I finally got to experience something like this.
So I accepted.
I took the beautiful flower from his hand and nodded. "I'll go out with you." I smiled.
Jimin bounced happily before jumping forward and wrapping his arms around me. I reached to hug him back but in a few seconds he had already backed away from me. "Sorry I got a little carried away. But I hope you know this means a lot to me." He professed, pulling his shoulders so high they could almost touch his ears, a light blush tinting his round smiley face.
All I could do was smile and nod at him.
He was being completely genuine and I wasn't even sure what feelings I had for him, other than the fact I thought he was cute. But being this is something new to me, perhaps this is what it's supposed to feel like at first.
Maybe the happiness comes with time.
I listened to the quiet whispers and giggles erupting from behind the gate... knowing my friends—who've already had their fair share of relationships, were probably losing their marbles right now.
I could hear their feet tatter away once Jimin offered to walk me to class.
Again, accepting, he walked closely beside me the whole way to my class... like something bad would happen in the span of the minute it takes to get there. I can't lie it felt nice to be sort of 'protected.'
Although he wasn't the most built or the tallest guy ever, his face was bright and vibrant. He kind of reminded me of sunshine. And my grandmother always said to keep people who are like sunshine close to you.
"Here. It's my number, so we can go on a date whenever you're ready." He hands me a small folded paper with his number doodled on it. I thank him with a timid side hug and sit down in my seat to finish my lunch. My appetite dissipated from the sudden rush of giddiness and nervousness I was feeling. At least he was kind enough to wait until I was ready instead of immediately giving me a time and a place.
My best friends rushed over to me and gushed all over the place. Not literally, but words of love and firsts tumbled out of their mouths and hit me like a stack of bricks.
Now that I have a 'date' I'll have to do things with him. Things maybe I'm not ready for or don't want to do. Maybe I'll have my first kiss...
Oh no, he'll have to see me naked.
"Chipmunk, you're overthinking." Jisoo scolded from beside me. I wasn't even surprised that she noticed, one thing about Jisoo is that she's very good at reading other people's emotions.
And knowing her for so long, she could practically read my mind.
"Boys want to be able to stick it in their girlfriends whenever they please, right?" I ask rather loudly. Jennie quickly clasps my mouth shut with her hand as Jisoo chokes on her apple juice, cackling like a madwoman. "Keep your voice down, dummy." A few students give us odd looks, but they were mostly looking at me.
"Yeah, after a while they need to stick it in somewhere. And if it's not in you, it'll be in another girl." Jisoo answers along with a shake of her head and a disappointed look. Jennie's eyes widen and she smacks the back of the brunette's head. "Shut up, wow.. you're terrible at comforting people."
"We're supposed to be comforting her?"
"I'm not so sure guys... maybe I should've said no—" Before finishing my sentence, Kim Chicken Lover lands a harsh smack on my hand.
"Don't think like that!" She reprimanded. "Especially after you've already said yes!"
Jennie eyes me closely, like she was trying to read me as well. "Why do you seem so meh? Aren't you excited this guy didn't ask to see under your skirt?" She chimes, playfully punching my shoulder. I didn't wanna lie to her, besides I'm pretty sure she'd know. But how sociopathic would I sound if I said I felt nothing?
And how crazy would I be if I said I felt more nervous with Lisa?
Of course, it could be fear. I mean she's a well-known bully after all, but I've never been so fidgety being close to her as I was that day she saved me from falling books. Ugh, 'saved' makes her sound like a hero instead of the villain.
"How am I supposed to feel?" Successfully dodging the question, both brunettes fell silent as they stared at me.
"There's no way you're 'supposed' to feel. You feel what you feel." Jisoo shrugged, reaching over for her juice and guzzling the rest of it down. Jennie nodded in agreement. "Yeah. My first confession made me feel guilty as hell for having to reject the guy."
"Why'd you have to reject him?"
"Because I didn't like him. So I wasn't gonna lead him on like I did."
"Yup, you should like a guy as much as I like chicken before you give him a shot."
The words rolled off her tongue like they were nothing. Here I was, thinking I was the worst person in the world for accepting a rose from a guy I didn't have feelings for, and Jennie's been rejecting guys because of that from the get-go.
"So uh, not feeling anything is normal?" I raise a curious brow at them. She glances over at Jisoo then back to me, twisting her lips into a lopsided smile.
Chicken lover puts down her beloved juice to pat my head.
(not proof-read, so feel free to call out my mistakes. i know this is a short chapter but they'll get a lot longer so prepare!! what are your guys' thoughts on the story so far?)
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