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flip. flip flip....



another week full of twist and turn, here he was, sitting in an almost isolated seat inside the library.


flipping pages to pages, trying to kill time. his eyes were too focused on every letter printed on a once empty sheet that has now filled with combinations of words .



❝this is not me killing time, it's actually the time killing me. this won't do, why did i even told him that i'll wait❞ he said in a whisper manner, resting his head on the desk. heaving out a sigh.


he can only hear the sound of the books being flipped, the airconditioning's white noise, and the low chattering of every students occupying the library at the moment.

having his head still on his desk with chin rested on his left hand. he grabbed his sheaffer prelude ballpoint pen, spinning it out of boredom.


staring blankly on the ground, letting his mind wander.



he stayed daze for a few minutes, until he felt a tap on his shoulder. he turns to his left side.



❝hello? mind if i sit here? the library's pretty occupied❞ asked the guy, wearing a mask on and a specs. therefore, he cannot recognise any of the guy's features. but, he looks around his age as what he assumed.

❝oh h-huh, yes❞ hyeongjun replied, awkwardly.

❝thank you!❞ replied the guy, voice seems to be the friendly type. hyeongjun can't help but still feel shy around new people.




seconds turned into minutes; minutes turns to hours.




hyeongjun can see, from his peripheral vision, that the guy from earlier stood up from his seat. probably on his way out of the library.



❝see you around, hyeongjun.

he clearly heard the guy, so he couldn't be mistaken that the guy knew him. however, when he turns to look at the guy, he was only met by the guy's disappearing figure.




❝what the heck did just happen? why does that specs guy know my name?❞ he wondered, ❝i didn't even introduce my name earlier... ❞


he paused for a while, letting the music coming from his airpods play.

this night is flawless, don't you let it go

❝i am not even a popular student,❞ he murmured, still processing everything. while the song is still playing.




i'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone


❝could it be that they've heard rumors about me?❞ he asked himself, overthinking. like what he's good at.

to overthink.



i'll spend forever wondering if you knew




❝maybe we met before but i just happen forgot ❞ he concluded, tapping his fingers lightly on his desk.

❝perhaps, he's following me... or maybe we're classmate... or-❞





i was enchanted to meet you-




yes, you both are❞ replied a voice, startling hyeongjun to the core.

❝for pete's sake, kang minhee. stop showing up at any random moment, you're giving me heart attack.❞



minhee laughs, but not a loud laugh for they are still inside the library.


❝you look surprise than i expected,❞ he added, grabbing the empty chair beside hyeongjun.

❝you've been meeting that guy for two weeks already.❞ minhee, once again, added. ❝and it made me realized that you suck.❞

❝hey! that's so mean❞ hyeongjun complained, now sulking.

❝no, i mean, it's true though.❞ minhee shrugged, ❝you suck at remembering people you've just met❞ explained the taller.

❝but i remember you though,❞ reasoned hyeongjun.



❝them and us are different case, sweetie minhee added, softly shoving the fries on hyeongjun's mouth.

❝there, you should eat instead❞ minhee chuckles at hyeongjun's now glaring expression.

❝but seriously, minhee. do you know that guy earlier? he knew my name...❞ minhee sighs at the younger's question.



❝you silly, that's taeyoung. seriously, when will you remember him? you shared few classes, you met him last time in the convenient store, and also today. ❞ minhee heave out a sigh of frustration.

❝but he looks different every time we would meet❞ hyeongjun explains, pouting.

❝whatever, maybe it's really a time for you to explore the world and be friendly, bub❞ minhee suggested,





by the way, what are you reading?❞ the taller added.

❝huh? oh- this? the little prince hyeongjun answered, showing minhee the book cover.

❝the little prince? suits you well❞ minhee smile softly,

❝suit me. why?❞

❝how long have you been here in library?❞ questioned minhee, changing the topic.

❝an hour and half? it's killing me to be honest. can we leave now?❞ the smaller asked, eyes pleading.






minhee suppressed himself from smiling over the smaller's cuteness. yes, cuteness.





❝okay, let's go. we had a long day today.❞













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