Why is he even here, today of all days?
Was Seonghwa here because of me? Did he notice I was avoiding him?
I then mentally rolled my eyes. I'm not that special. He must have not even noticed that I hand't come to the cafeteria for three days.
Why would he? We're just friends, and we've technically just talked once. Twice, if you count the apple incident.
Seonghwa's a teacher here, so of course he must be here to teach or something.
Seonghwa entered the class just then, and I shared a quick look with Wooyoung.
"Good morning class", Seonghwa signed, smiling warmly.
"As some of you are my students, you must know that I also teach Art here", Seonghwa looked around the class, and I did everything to avoid eye-contact with him, jus kept my eyes on his hands.
I felt Seonghwa's gaze on me, but I refused to meet his eyes.
I could also see Wooyoung disapproving gaze on me out the corner of my eyes.
I know I was still being stupid for ignoring Seonghwa like this, but I was doing this for the best. I know I'm going to say something even more mortifying out of my jealousy if I talk to Seonghwa again.
But I just realized this. I have a crush on Seonghwa. A strong, deep crush that formed the minute I laid my eyes on him.
And it will be impossible to get rid of that crush.
So why am I torturing myself? If Mullet boy is Seonghwa's boyfriend, so I will be happy for Seonghwa. But I'm helpless about my crush.
One can never un-crush Seonghwa.
But that doesn't mean I'm going to talk to him again and end up professing my infatuation to him out of jealousy.
"I'm not going to keep you guys from your Inglis class. I just wanted to ask if any of you were interested for signing up for the creative art competition", Seonghwa waved his clipboard.
"If anyone is interested, contact me after your class. Thank you", Seonghwa signed at us, then nodded at Mr. Kim.
Seonghwa was about to leave, but the turned around. He walked to my desk, and I had no choice but look up at him.
"Can I talk to you after your class, Yeosang? I have something important to discuss", Seonghwa signed with a small smile, and I nodded minutely, still frozen in shock.
Seonghwa walked out of class, and Mr. Kim started his lecture. But I couldn't even concentrate on anything but what will happen after class.
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𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 || seongsang
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