his head sunk into the crook of your neck, the both of you breathing heavily. the bed was a mess, you were running your hand up and down his bare back. "this was not how the tutoring session was supposed to go."
the fresh start y/n had been craving...
Choerry sat hunched over in her desk, reading her favorite manga, Tsurezure Children. "Wait go back I didn't finish," Hyeongseo was reading it over her shoulder. "It's my book y'know," she turned up to Hyeongseo. "Please~" she smiled. Choerry rolled her eyes, turning her head back around. As she turned around, she noticed someone standing at the front of the classroom; Hwang Hyunjin. She then noticed the white sneaker in his hand. My shoe! she tensed up. Her anxiety only got worse as he began walking towards the back of the class. He wasn't looking at Choerry though, he was only fixed on his own seat. Maybe he doesn't know it's my shoe? Choerry wondered. She lowered her head back down to the book as he got closer, trying to keep a low profile. A small thud directed her attention to the edge of her desk as he passed. Her shoe sat there, still slightly wobbling from the drop. He definitely knows, she gulped. She slowly turned her gaze to Hyunjin who was now sitting in his desk only a couple feet away. Though he knew she was looking, he paid her no mind. "What was that?" Hyeongseo sat down in her seat. "I'm not sure," Choerry bit her lip. Her eyes slowly panned back down to her shoe. It seemed to be pretty clean still. He didn't seem to have done any damage to it. Hm, Choerry wasn't sure what to do. I probably shouldn't have done that, she thought.
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[Y/N]
Four days had passed. Workers walked around you in a hurry. The smell of assorted baked goods filled the room. The bakery was always busy on weekends, especially from breakfast to lunch times. Because you weren't a skilled baker, they kept you at the register, making drinks, or cleaning up various messes. Usually the bakers would be gone by now, but they seemed to be backed up.
The entrance bell rang and you lifted your head up. "Y/N!!" the customer called to you. Your face immediately lit up. "Welcome, what can I help you with today?" you couldn't keep your grin down no matter how hard you tried. They stood looking at the menu for a second. "Can I get one cheese and one cherry danish with a..." they paused. "Large peach green tea." they smiled. "Okay, your total is eight dollars..." you reached for a pen. "Here," they grabbed the pen for you. "Thank you," "Oh! and seventy in change," you said. "Name?" you grabbed a cup. "Yah," they placed their hand on their hip. "Okay, okay, Choi Yerim~" you smiled. "Just put Choerry!" she whined. "How did you know I worked here?" you asked. "You literally posted a photo of you in the uniform," she said. "You're a weirdo for paying that much attention," you said. "No, I just care!" she crossed her arms. "You look cute today." you smiled. Choerry wore a baby blue, cropped, button up sweater, and a white tank top underneath it, with bell bottom jeans. "Really? Thank you, do you like how my hair is fading or should I re-dye it soon?" she asked. "I like it! Now move along, there are customers coming." you said quietly. You turned around to see that one of your coworkers was watching you. "Y/N, who's your friend?" the tall blue haired boy asked.
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