𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 || {kun soft angst ff}

OO4

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08:40

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"Hey~!" I hear a small whisper shout and blink a bit. "Yah if you snore any louder you are gonna get caught." I groan a bit and sit up, brushing my hair back away from my face. And there he is, in all of his glory. The male with the blue fiery hair. What is with him and not letting me sleep? I gently push his hand off of my thigh and scoot away a bit. He scoffs a bit and shakes his head, earning a small smirk from me. "You know, a best way to a girls heart, isn't to them waking up with a strangers hand on their thigh~" I mumble out in response. That earned a small chuckle from the male and I shook my head, but out of the corner of my eye I notice his outstretched hand. I hesitantly accepted his hand and shook it firmly. "My name is xiu mei, and you might be?" I ask as I roll my eyes. "My name, is qian kun"

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13:18

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Modern arts, probably one of my least favorite classes. But we had to pick electives and this seemed to be the most interesting. A small sigh escaped my lips as I walk in and go to my seat, but something made me stop dead in my tracks. Sitting in the usually empty seat across from me was the one and only qian kun, with all of his bright blue greatness. I whine a bit and drop my bag onto the table. "First I randomly wake up in your bed and now I have to see your face? Yah this is wack-" I pout a bit as I sit down, and now its his turn to roll his eyes. I could tell he wanted to say something but the professor walked in and I smiled in satisfaction.

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13:32
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The teacher kept droning on as usual and I groan quietly, laying my head on the desk. But as soon as I did a felt a gently kick against my foot. I look up onto to be met with an innocent smile. Must he be so childish? I sigh and kick him back, a little bit harder than I had meant to and a small pout formed on his face. I couldn't lie, it was kinda cute. Fuck, bad Mei.. is shouldn't be thinking these things, not after I woke up in his bed at three in the morning injured. I really just need to find out what the fuck went down last night.

My attention was captured by the teacher setting down her book. Such a fragile old woman, but she was not someone you wanted to upset. She slowly stalked down the isles. Her keen eye snatching any visible phone she saw out. She stopped in front of me and sent me a small glare. "I know you enjoy taking my phone ms. Zhang, but I don't have it with me today." She let out a small grumble and went back up to her desk, clearing her throat. "Ok class" she starts. "This week we will be partnered up on a photography assignment, you can't just take silly old photos though. The photos must be meaningful in some way." She wore a small smile as she looked around the class. "You're partner will be the student in front of you, class dismissed."