SANCTUARY

chapter 17

"He has what now?!" I shockingly asked. "After vowing not to develop feelings for someone for nearly half a decade?"

"Well, you see. I was there to take the students' ID pictures on Friday, right?" Jaemin reminded us about his encounter with Jisung last week. "That tall young boy was staring at the girl that he didn't even realize it was his turn."

"What's her name?" Jeno asked, his head tilting to the right. "Are we going to play cupid again?"

"Sera was it?" Jaemin thought carefully because he easily forgets names. "Oh wrong student, her name is Sua."

"I'm not interested in playing cupid with you guys," Haechan executed clearly. "I merely want to do the things I want."

"I'd love to join you guys, but I'm booked and busy," I broke the news to them. "It's his love life anyway, he'll open up about it one day. He just needs time."

"Oh right, these two lovebirds have their own love story to focus on," Renjun teased. Haechan glared at him and Renjun ran to his room, Mei tightly in his arms. "No murder shall happen!"

"He survives for another day," I giggled, looking at Jeno and Jaemin who were gazing at me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, go study or pack your items," Jaemin spoke with a smile. "Your little Star yearned for you two."

I glanced down at Star who was wagging her tail. She looked ecstatic then headed to our room. I tracked behind her and opened the door for her. She directly went to Haechan's bed and rested down on one of the pillows.

"I thought you liked me more," I sighed, looking at Star who didn't fancy to budge. "I guess everything was just a lie."

Heading to the desk, I recommenced to package the orders of my customers. There were more exceeding than 100 orders that I needed to finish. I was intending to do an all-nighter ere someone disrupted me.

"You need help?" Haechan asked as he sat down on his bed, his towel on his shoulder as he dried his chocolate brown hair. "I don't have much to do."

"If you insist," I responded and proceeded to our border, handing over a sheet of orders and all needed items to package the product. "I need to finish it by today."

"You should sleep, I can do this," Haechan insisted. "You must be exhausted from traveling. I'm a night owl so it doesn't trouble me."

"No, I don't want to," I responded. "Let's talk while we package the orders."

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Two weeks had passed and it was exam week, the most dreadful week of all. It was the last day, so imminent to freedom from all my responsibilities for the week. I was converged on studying and packaging that I couldn't converse with Haechan.

Haechan, on the other hand, got back into gaming. He had been uploading videos on Youtube and streaming every other day, during the night. He was finally enjoying it once again. I felt over the moon when we both finally surmounted our limits.