20cm ๑ SOOGYU ✔️

๑ 7 ๑

"Beomgyuuu, listennn tooo meee" a familiar voice whined.

It was Choi Yeonjun.

My friend.

Not my best friend.

Only you were my best friend.

But he was a close second.

I groaned.

I was thinking about you.

Again.

This time it was your lips.

Compared to Kai's lips.

I knew I shouldn't.

But I couldn't helped myself.

It was barely a taste.

But I was hooked.

Hooked more than I was with Kai's lips.

My boyfriend's lips.

I didn't like them as much as yours.

"Beomgyu!" The voice yelled this time, causing me to jump.

Everyone in the class turned to Yeonjun.

"Choi Yeonjun! Stage three!" The science teacher boomed.

I burst out laughing.

She put me on stage three too.

I frowned, handing her my planner.

My father always overreacted whenever I got in trouble at school.

Even when it was the tiniest thing like talking in lesson.

He would probably ground me.

Or just stop me from seeing you.

He didn't like you because I 'spend too much time with you'.

I know it's an excuse.

Because he never cared about us until last year.

When he caught us cuddling while stargazing.

You didn't know my father had peeked.

But I saw him in the corner of my eyes.

He could only assume the worse.

But he was right.

Even though he didn't wanna say it.

I liked you.

Loved you.

๑ A boy. ๑