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(REQUESTED) "It's a start I guess." ( Hoseok )

"I made a scheduled appearance for the girls and I to do at the talent show this week."

You stepped closer to your friend Charlotte. "I can't wait until next Friday, I've got myself a date." She gloated, clearly ignoring your words.

"Really? gosh, I wish I found someone, we could totally do a double date, I saw one guy the other day."

You pushed your textbooks into the back of your locker and continued talking.

"Nice, what'd he look like?"

She leaned on her locker and then spotted the boy from the day before.

"I can't describe it, I loved his voice though, that's for sure!"

You go to slam the locker shut as she walks away.

"I bet he's a good kisser too!" You laugh.

"Hey, could you help me reach thi-Charlotte!"

You look over to see her kissing the boy.

"Ugh, never mind I'll get it myself!"

You reach up high trying to grab the math book and end up knocking it down onto your head. 

"Agh!" You fall to the ground.

**An Hour Later**

"She might be out for a couple more minutes, thank you for b- oh!" The nurse sees you sit up.

"Ugh, my head, what am I doing here?" You rub your head, still recovering.

"I was walking to class and was so surprised nobody even lifted a finger to help you..."

The boy starts speaking. "Oh, what happened?" You ask, grabbing an ice pack from the nurse.

"You were on the floor, with books near you, your friend Charlotte told me you dropped books."

"Charlotte? wow, I'm surprised she saw anything other than that guy she was with."

"Oh, you mean Jimin? he's with her right outside, they're worried about you."

He puts his hands in his pockets. "They are?" He nods, assuring you.

"Well, I thank you greatly, Mr...?" You tilt your head, waiting for an answer.

"haha, just call me Hoseok." He smiles, shaking your hand.

His smile sends a happy feeling to you, knowing he's safe to be around.

"Alrighty then, Hoseok, can we talk more outside?" You ask, getting up from the table.

"Sure, let's go." He hold out his hand to you, you take it and follow him.

"So, Daegu, am I right?" You swing your feet cutely, holding onto the old swing as you talk.

"Hm? oh, yeah, it's um...cool I guess...I came here from Gwangju, what about you?"

"Chicago, my mom and dad got jobs here together, so..." You keep swinging your feet.

"That's cool, I came here because my parents wanted to live here ever since I was born."

He says, looking at you, smiling brightly. You get a feeling of happiness around him, as if he's radiating sunshine. "You're fun to be around, Hoseok." You say out of nowhere. "I am?"

"You are what?" You ask, not remembering you said it. "Fun to be around?" He says.

"I am? how sweet of you!" You joke, pretending not to hear yourself. "What just ha- nevermind."

He laughs at your joke, swinging back and forth slowly. You start to worry when he speeds up

"You should be careful, these swings are really old." You warn, holding onto your hanging seat.

"Not too old that I'd break them though." He smiles and you shake your head. 

He falls off backwards, making you smirk. He rubs his head as he gets up. "I warned you."

You stifle your laughing, covering your mouth with your hand, covered by your sleeve.

"Owie, that kind of hurt." He says in a cute voice, catching your attention.

"Do you usually say that when you get hurt?" You ask, smiling at him.

"No, it's actually usually a bellowing hellish noise." He smiles at you. "Haha, okay." You giggle.

"I'm hungry, want to go get something for lunch together?"

He holds out his hand to you politely.