Eyes With Secrets

4

The person who was driving that car was Jimin! 

He got out of his Mercedes in the most graceful way. He was wearing black jeans and a tucked in white shirt. The shirt hung loose over the edges in a very boyish yet classy way.  And he had dyed his hair a dark brown, almost the same colour as his eyes. Wow, did he dye his hair often? I wondered how he pulled off that look. And to complement his obviously amazing sense of fashion, he was wearing round classic sunglasses. Uff

Ugh! No wonder he was the most popular guy in school! He had his bag over one of his sleeves. His brown hair was left as it was in a very untidy manner but still looked good on him. He then slowly took his hands off of his bag and brushed back his hair. Oh my godd!That should be made illegal! That was a scene I could not describe! It almost left me breathless. Mun and Areum had missed it. It was not like I was planning to tell them, they would just make fun of me. They already did. 

Just as I was thinking about what they had missed, Jimin closed his door and looked at me. He caught me looking at him. This made me blush. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks and I immediately looked to the book in my hands. I looked back after a second and what I saw shocked me! He had already reached the main door of the school! In like a second! I saw him rushing through the corridors through the glass walls. I wondered why he was running, and that too at an inhumanly speed! That was when it struck me!  We had the same class!I was late for class! And so was he! I immediately gave a run for the classroom. Just as I reached the class I saw that Mr.Beomgyu had already started his class. I also saw that Jimin was sitting in the class on a bench alone. Was he alone all the time? Maybe what Mun said about him being introverted was true after all. Although he had talked to us at lunch the other day, he had made a face when he saw that I had seen the two empty chairs next to his table.  Maybe he hadn't wanted us to go sit there.

I quickly devoid my mind of all thoughts and knocked on the door.

"May I come in, sir?"

"Oh miss Hyunho. I see you are late for your first class!"

"I'm sorry Mr.Beomgyu."

"Oh no worries! It's totally fine. Come in." he said.

I entered the class and scoured through it to find a seat. There were no empty ones. The only empty seat was next to Jimin, and I wasn't sure if he would be okay with the idea of me sitting next to him. He too saw that the only empty chair was next to him. He made a slightly disgusted face and shifted in his chair in an uncomfortable manner. I wouldn't want to go sit next to him after that!

"Miss Hyunho, haven't you found a seat? Please go sit next to Mr.Jimin over there."

"Of course." It was easy for him to say that. He was not the one who had to sit next to a guy thoroughly repulsed by him.

I went over to the desk and hung my bag on the hook. I took out my Spanish notebook and started scribbling down notes. After a while I shifted in my seat and I felt Jimin move next to me. He shifted too, facing away from me. He covered his mouth with his hand and clenched the free hand into a fist. What was wrong with him? Did I smell bad? I smelled my hair. It was fine, just the scent from my shampoo. The entire forty five minutes passed like that. He did not move an inch from that position. Nor did his hand move from his mouth. He didn't take down any notes either. 

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Hey! This is @sarawatfever ... I hope you all are enjoying this Fanfiction. This is my first time writing a fanfic and if it is boring,please bear with me. I promise it gets interesting after a while;)