tall boy. + soobin

five.

For the whole day, I've been avoiding my best friends.

Beomgyu had tried to talk to me during classes but I managed to brush him off.

Why can't he just leave me alone?

It was the last period.
Dreaded chemistry.

Can you guess who I had the class with?

Beomgyu and Soobin.
Yes both of them.

I sat in my seat and tried to distract myself by reading a book.

It wasn't too interesting but good enough to keep me amused.
The book was about a girl making letters for her crushes, but never sent them out because she was too embarrassed. She only wrote them so she could get over them, let out her feelings so she could forget them.
However, she couldn't. Those feelings just kept coming back.

If that's the case, how will I ever get over...

"Choi Soobin?"

The teacher called out.

I looked around.

Was he not here today?

Suddenly, he came rushing into the classroom.

"So he is here".
I said in my head.

Soobin took his seat, which is right next to me.

He turned his head to me.

We locked eye contact.

My heart melted.

How can he look so perfect? Even with his hair a little messy and his bangs covering half of his eyes, he looks as if he came out of a runway.

What a model.

"Y/n do you have the homework?"
He spoke softly, so only I could hear.

"O-oh yeah"
I handed him the sheet of paper with my homework.

"Thanks".
He replied. Coldly.

Is he mad?
Was it about what happened that day?

Speaking of that day. What happened after I left?

I started thinking too much.

What if they kissed?
No, Migyung wouldn't do that.
Especially to a guy she just met.

But would she?

"Here, thanks again for letting me borrow your homework y/n"

"Yeah anytime" I say, taking the homework I gave him.

The bell rung, and we were dismissed.

As I was walking down the halls and out the door I realized,
What will I do about Soobin?

Calm down y/n, these are just some silly feelings. I'll just wash them down with some snacks and a soda.

So I headed to the convenience store.

It was now 5:30 and I stopped by a Seven Eleven.
As I walked into the store, I was welcomed by all of the candies, chips and other snacks.

I went to the aisle with drinks.

I decided on getting a soda, but it was far out of my reach.
"How the heck am I tall but can't get a simple soda?..."
I got on my tippy toes, but still couldn't grab it.

"Need help?"

Immediately, I saw him towering over me.

"U-um, no I'm o-ok-"

"Which soda do you want?"

"The sprite please,"

As desired, he casually grabbed the sprite and handed it to me.
"Thank you so much,"
I took the soda and started walking away.

"Wait!"

I obeyed.
I stopped in my tracks and turned to faced him.
He took a few steps to meet where I was standing.

You looked me in my eyes and asked,
"Are you free Sunday?"