Stalker: Is this you?
Stalker:*photo*
Me: And this is why I call you Stalker...
Stalker: bwqbuhch
Me: Are you ok?
Stalker: ybbaehuvj
Stalker: I'm Beomgyu
Y/n stared up at her crush. He waved.
Me: Wait
Me: I've been texting my crush about my crush without realizing he was my crush
Me: Shit
Me: So, we both like each other
Me: Do you want to maybe go on a date?
Stalker: Sure :)
Stalker: As long as you stop calling me stalker
Me: You know you love it
Stalker: Do I tho
Me: Let's just avoid rushing things. We've only known each other a few days
At the end of the class, Beomgyu walked up to Y/N.
"Can I hold your hand?", he asked shyly.
"Of course", Y/N smiled, and they went out of the classroom, both of them blushing, yet not letting go of the others hand.
Like couples do.
A/N: This was really short and kind of shitty, but I hope you liked it:). Thanks for reading it.
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