A Million Dreams :: verkwan

MD :: 72

*seungkwan*

"shiah, what was that?"

shiah immediately took away the thing she was doing. she hides it behind her and she jerked her head to me and she smiled awkwardly. her eyes are glancing to every corner of our room but her smile never fade.

i stared at her in confusion. she was acting so weird since earlier. . actually, almost all my close classmates are doing something weird which i dont know for. even yiren was doing something that looked like a windmill using the wires. i dont get it why they have to do those. i dont really know what was that for.

she shook her head. "its for someone! yeah!" she defended then she wiggled her brows to me. "its true kwannie. its for my girlfriend."

my brows furrowed. "then what yiren was doing is for someone? and. . almost everyone?" then i glance at our classmates. this hour was vacant and some of them are doing the same thing as shiah.

she shrugged her shoulder. "i dont know. but this one was for my girflfriend."

i nodded. "i thought it was a new project."

"nah ah. its first day of term kwannie!"

we both laughed and i signalled her to continue what she was doing but she shooed me off. yeah, she wants me to leave! she laughed at it and she was the one who dragged me out of the room for her to finished what she was doing. i rolled my eyes. everyone's weird today at first day of term geez.

i hugged myself feeling the cold breeze of winter. yeah, it was still january, and its still winter. the snow was comtaminating the whole university so everyone had their own cup of coffee. my nostrils flinched once the freshly brewed coffee lingered around that made me crave for it. i walked to the nearest food stalls when i saw seokmin walking on the hallways alone.

"seoks!"

he jerked his head to me then he jumped out of excitement then we hug each other but i winced after feeling that something sharp poking the side of my arm. we widened our gap and i saw a sharp wire poking me. he was holding a wire and a piece of metal enough to build something.

"aw, sorry. did it hurt that much?" he asked trying to hide the wire and the metal he was holding at his back. "tell me kwan."

"even you?" then i pointed at what he was trying to hid behind his back. it was almost the same as what shiah and my other classmates was doing. "why do you have that also?" i know curiosity plastered on my face now.

he shook his head. "its nothing. its for someone."