Chapter Sixteen: Friendship

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Chapter Sixteen

Friendship

It's homeroom at this hour, so I was silently doing some homework, most of us actually. We all looked at the front door when someone knocked couldn't help but be distracted.

Someone from the front seat heeded to him, so I went back read my workbooks, "Seon-woo!" my classmate called me, so I glanced at him. "He's looking for you." He said that made my eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"You know him?" Won asked me, surprised, but I just jiggled my head as I looked at him, "No, It's my first time seeing him." I told him honestly.

"Oh really? You should go. Everyone is getting distracted." He said, puzzled, but I just bobbed my head with the same bafflement.

I stood up and slowly ambled to where he was. I couldn't help but be mystified why my classmates were giggling. He was sure handsome, but it's not that they don't see one every day.

I halted in front of him and raised my eyebrow friendly, "May I know why?" I asked his reason for looking for me.

The man in front of me indeed looks good, especially in our school uniform; he has a tall, ideal height and model-like body. He isn't bulky but firm. He also looked like an angel in his healthy, not-so-pale skin but still white.

I glanced inside the classroom when my classmates suddenly shrieked because of the man in front of me. Won already hushing them down knotted brows at the moment.

It wasn't long when their attention got on me, not only my classmates but people passing by the corridor,

"He's so blessed with popular guys."

"A God's favorite."

"At this point, I just want to be him."

"He got someone better."

That's just some of the whispers and murmurs I'm hearing right now, but I couldn't care less why they could even say that.

"Can I invite you somewhere else?" He asked. There's suddenly a twinkle of flashes from cameras in our direction. I peered at the girl, and she just bowed to atone and left.

"I'm sorry?" I spoke to him not because I didn't hear it but I was mystified. I didn't even know him. "You can say it here," I told him in my casual tone.

He kept staring at my back, so I did. I saw my classmates eavesdropping. I just sighed when I understood that they were making him uncomfortable, "Is it important?" I asked him softly, not wanting to hurt his feelings.

His expression brightened up, and he nodded, "Kind of for me. It's quite personal." He replied. I stared at him for a while, thinking if I should. He looked harmless, actually,

"It's going to be a bit." he persuaded me if he is going to look at me with such hope in his eyes, how I am supposed to say No.

"Okay then," I told him and smiled to ease his tension; seems like I was scaring him a little,

"I didn't offend you or something like that, didn't I?" I asked him another question, he softly chuckled, when flashes started to light on us again, My brows furrowed from the reasonable difficulty I felt, my eyes are quite sensitive especially to flashes of cameras reason it began to sting,

I noticed the man waving his hand at them, telling them to stop taking pictures, which they did after giggling first. I just smiled at him, thankful.

We are now walking to the locker space on our floor after asking me to choose where I felt safe to talk inside our school. It was class hour aside from our class so, it would be quite enough there, I guess.

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