something more | minsung [ON HOLD]

2. oh, it's you again

jisung pov.

The second day of school came and the bell had just rang, signaling the end of 2nd period and the start of break. I make my way across the campus to the gym's entrance, awaiting my friend, Felix, as he gets done with dance practice. I figured they'd take longer to come out since it was dance class, so I busied myself on my phone, checking my texts. 

Ah, 0 new notifications. As expected. 

I decide to just listen to music, plugging my ears with my headphones, drowning out the ambient noise. I tilt my head up when I saw the door of the gym swing open and I looked at the person to see if it was Felix. 

To my surprise it was the boy from the other day. His name started with an M, I forgot it. I don't think he saw me standing there, but it's not like he was going to notice me either way. He rushed out the door with messy hair and quickly left the vicinity. Soon, other students started filling out the same door, and I scanned each of their faces for my friend, who was the last one out. 

"Oh Jisung, sorry I took a bit. I hope you didn't wait too long," Felix greeted me with a warm smile. 

"Don't worry about it," I assured him as I took out both headphones in order to hear him better. 

We started walking, not knowing where to spend our breaks in this new environment. It seems like all the spots people sat at and hung around have been taken, so we wandered the halls for the entire break. 

"How's school been going, what'd you think of high school?" I inquire. 

"Ah, it's only been the the start of the second day, not much I can really say about it. Any cute boys in your class," he asks as he looks at me and wiggles his eyebrows with a sly smile. 

I roll my eyes at the blonde, "There's a lot of attractive people here, but they're just that. Pretty faces. I wouldn't like someone for that alone." 

"What if they're good at sex tho." 

I hit Felix on his shoulder, causing him to wince in exaggerated pain. "You're so immature," I said jokingly. 

"No, I'm so awesome," he said, more to himself. 

I only thought that it would be a long 3 years with Felix, but nonetheless, I was happy I had him on my side.

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Again, 6th period came. I expected to come to a class with students lined across the back wall but people just took their seats, some in the same spot as yesterday, some in whatever seat they fancied. I chose to sit where I sat yesterday, it was next to the window and on the last row so I saw no reason to opt for another seat. The class started to fill as more students took their seats. I started getting somewhat embarrassed because no one would sit next to me, but I mostly brushed it off since I was in the back so I don't think others could notice how much of a loser I look. 

I'm not a loser.. 

The boy from yesterday, the one whose name I've forgotten but I'm pretty sure it started with an M, entered the room. As he searched for and empty seat, I secretly hoped he'd sit next to me again. I don't know why, maybe it would reassure me that I wasn't an unpleasant deskmate. I started getting nervous as he came closer to the empty seat next to mine, although there were multiple empty seats in my vicinity. 

He's not gonna sit next to me, there are like 5 other- oh my gosh he's sat next to me. 

"Hey, is this seat taken?" the boy inquired. His hair was covering part of his face again and I wanted to brush it back behind his ear. Why am I thinking such things? 

"Uhm no, g-go ahead." I answered. He showed a quick smile in response and flung his backpack on the table, causing a loud thud that would have been noticed if not drowned out by the loud chatter that filled the classroom. Is he carrying bricks in there?? It's only the second day. The chatter quieted down and the class got started shortly after.

I busied myself with the paper handed out, but felt a tap on my left shoulder right as I was about to write my name. 

"Uhm Jisung," 

He remembers my name? 

"I'm really sorry to ask this again but is there a pen I could borrow. I really keep losing mine," he shyly asked, guilt in his eyes.

"Did you just sit next to me for my pen," I jokingly pouted. "Here," I hand him the pen I was using, hoping our fingers brushed again, but I guess not this time. 

"Thank you so so much!" he thanked. He clicked the same baby blue color as yesterday and started on his assignment.

Maybe if I wore your favorite color more often, you would have noticed me. But maybe that's just wishful thinking.