He Changed Me || Bang Chan

~Chapter 3~

"That's all for today students, you are now dismissed," was the last words of our geography teacher, Mr.Joon.

Finally, another day at school has ended, meaning that I I can now have some time to myself. Thankfully, Mina and her set of other friends didn't bother me today, pretty shocking I should say -It's all thanks to Chan. I stuffed my remaining books into my backpack. 'ready to g-'

"Hey," someone called from beside me, it was Chan.

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to go get some coffee at that newly opened cafe nearby and maybe study together? Well that is..if you want?" inquired Chan, as he stacked his set of textbooks along with the notebooks into his plain leather-black bag.

I took some seconds to think about it.

'I mean..i could ask him to help me with English perhaps? Since I am slacking behind'

"hmm..sure, I don't mind," I shrugged, "I do need some help with some subjects anyways."

"Thats good!' Chan smiled. To be honest.. his smile is just a beautiful sight. We headed out of the school.

"To be honest, I thought I was the only one who would still be willing to study even though it's the first day," I blurted, my eyes averting its gaze down onto the rough gravel pathway.

He let out a slight giggle,"well, I guess you're not alone."

'His smile.. that dimple..cute..'

"Uhh, K-Kyung, why are you staring at me?" Chan stuttered, his face flashed crimson. At this point, he was redder than a tomato.

"O-oh sorry, my bad," I apologised, as I facepalmed myself in embarrassment.

"It's alright," he smiled, reassuringly, "Anyway, we're here!"

The white oak door opened, with a ring of the bell indicating a new customer had entered the cafe.

"Hello dear customers, welcome to our cafe!" The courteous lady who was supposedly the cashier greeted, "What would you two like to drink today? And will you be dine in our take-away?"

"We'd like..what would you like to drink Kyung?" He questioned.

"Umm..surprise me?" I suggested.

"Hmm, then we'd like to have 2 iced mochas with whipped cream and perhaps some cookie crumbs sprinkled on top please. We'll be dining in," ordered Chan.

"Alrighty, your order will be finished up in a bit, here's the buzzer. When you hear its beep, that's when you shall collect your order up at the counter," responded the cashier who handed the buzzer to chan.

We both took a table somewhere near the immense window. We both sat opposite to each other, immediately taking out the books that we were assigned as 'homework'.

DING the buzzer beeped few minutes later.

"I'll go get it," I offered, as I grasped onto the buzzer and headed onto the counter, I could hear a distant 'ok' that was possibly said by chan.

"Here's your order, enjoy!" The polite cashier said.

"Thank you," I murmured, giving a slight bow due to my face, still hidden beneath my face mask.

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-minutes later-

"Hey Chan, how do you say this word?" I pointed out the word in my English textbook.

"Oh, this word is Confession, it means to tell something you always wanted to tell someone, it can be to confess your love, troubles, feelings and so forth," explained Chan, as he sipped his icy-cold, yet chocolatey bitter mocha, "but its such an easy word, how could you not understand it?" He giggled.