It's around five in the afternoon and Seungmin is standing about two inches away from me.
How the hell did this happen? I was minding my own business; reading my book about death, when he pulled me up from my seat.
Kinda rude if you ask me, but fine whatever I guess.
There's an awkward silence as we stare at eachother.
I scan my eyes over his face meticulously.
This doesn't feel bad.
I thought I was going to hate it when he started to pull me up from my place.
Turns out awkward silence isn't as bad as I thought it was.
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