“Hi, I’m Andrew.” The r.j. guy introduced himself in the silence, which surrounded us.

“Annabel.” I introduced me short, I’m not the talk active person.

“I know, we go to the same high school.” He said and out of nowhere it got creepy.

My respond wasn’t the greatest, I just laugh awkwardly. “Ohh really?”

“Oh sorry, it sounded really creepy.” He said while rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean, I saw you around with my former classmate from the middle school.” It was still slightly creepy.

“Shouldn’t you be clubbing with your buddies?” I asked wanting to change the topic.

Instead of answering me right away, he turned his gaze to the night sky. “I’m not interested in clubbing, but my so beloved buddies drag me with them, I mean literally they dragged me and throw me in the car.” Then he turned his gaze at me. “So I should thank you, your my excuse to ditch them.” He said with a warm smile on his face. “So thanks.”

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School was fun, well not really. I was over with my history presentation, and let me tell you it was awkward, at least for me. I don’t like history at all, ever since my teacher decided to play a video where a guy being killed, I mean being really killed, back then we talked about the Vietnam war. The scene still hung me down, ever since them I have mixed feelings watching people being shoot in action movies.

“Soo guy, the work for today, is to take picture for the year book.” My club teacher announced after he came 15min late to class. He stopped in front of the class while looking through the class. “Only fifteen people, where are the other?” he asked as if we knew where they are.

“They’re probably coming late, just like always.” The guy behind me said, he was from another class.

“Well great…” Mr. Ho said to himself and started to think. “Okay since there are only fifteen people, I want you to get in a group of tree.”

Forming the groups were easy. I ended up being in a group with Kim Myungsoo and Min Yoongi aka Suga. Both of them were passionate photographer. After it Mr. Ho told each group in which club they should go. We got the honor to visit the Cooking club and the Music club group A and B. Group A was more for singing and playing instrument, while group b was more for composing and making the beats to a song.

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As soon as we enter the Music group A’s classroom, all attention turned toward us. “You guy must be the photographer for the year book.” The teacher said. And as soon as this word left the alarm siren from the girls . They all took their phone out to check their make up. Typical girls, caring more about their appearance than about their personality. Seems like they never heard the quote ‘You can buy beauty but not personality.’.

Looking around the class I found Andrew, he waved me, which I returned with a smile. After a few minutes, the class turned back to normal, doing their stuff, for today they trained their vocal. We three soon started to take pictures, like ninjas, not making a noise. It took us quite a while to photograph each student in the class, as well as the class itself while they do what they did.

We moved on to music group b, which was in the end of the hallway, but as soon as we enter the class the bell run, reminding the teachers to end their class. Some students stand up and walked pass us out of the door, probably to grab some snacks or drinks, just a few stayed back.

“Seems like we need to wait till the break is over.” Myungsoo mumbled.

“Yo Suga!” Namjoon shouted.

“Hey L!” L.Joe shouted in the same time.

Both of them went to their friends, leaving me stand alone in the class. But it didn’t lasted long, since Youngguk decided to pay me some attention, which I could live happily without.

“Hey Anna, you’re in the art club?” he asked as he looked at the camera, I’ve been holding.

Oh what I would have gave to say ‘No Sherlock’, but unfortunately, I wasn’t in the art cub instead I was on the IT club. Let’s just say that my IT teacher is the guardian for all electronic stuff in the school and he don’t trust students that he don’t know, with expensive stuff.

“Nope.” I said while popping the ‘p’, as I looked through the picture I had shoot.

“In which club are you then?” he asked as he leaned closer to me.

I looked up at him, only to realize how close we really are, he was way to close for my liking. I could even feel his hot breath on my face. “It’s a secret.” I whispered, so only he could hear it.

He looked confused but also stunned at me, like he wasn’t expecting my answer. “It would be so boring, if I tell you.” I whispered seductively, only to regret whispering at him seductively.

“Oh Anna, you don’t know how much I love the chase the acting hard to get girl.” He said with this boyish grin on his face.

“Oh Yongguk, I don’t act hard to get, I’m actually hard to get.” I said as I stepped away from him and took a photo of his face. “I know mind-blowing, because you’re only used to easy girls.” I added before I made my way to L and Suga.

“Guys I’m going to grab a drink, do you guys also want something?” I asked as they went silence with my appearance.

“A bottle of water would be fine.” Suga said.

“Same.” Quickly followed by the rest of the guys.

“Oki.”

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“Wow!” I heard a familiar voice to the right of me. “You’re quiet thirsty aren’t ya?” Andrew commented as he gazed at the four water bottle in my arms.

“Need some help?” he asked as he took two bottle to carry them.

“Well thanks.” I said, not really knowing what to say.

“So you and Lilla are bff’s, right?” he asked.

“Yeah…” I said slowly waiting for him to get to his point, until it hit me. “Please don’t tell me you have a crush on her.” I groaned out, I’m sick of all the boys who had a crush on Lilla and wanted my help.

His eyes widen. “No, no, no. Lilla is just a friend of my friend and she isn’t even the type of girl I would date.” He said panicked.

I started to giggle, he was quiet cute when he panicked. Seconds later he stopped explaining and just watched me with his warm hazel nut eyes. “For someone so short, your quiet mean.” He said.

I frowned. “Hey, I’m not short!” I playfully bumped my shoulder with his upper arm, I never realized how tall he really was.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, shorty.” He said with a playful grin.

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Have you ever enter a room and you had this feeling, like know something is fishy. That’s what I felt as I opened the door to the Group B class, expecting to see Yongguk, Suga, L, L.Joe and Namjoon, but no there more guys. Zico along with some of his friends, Jin with his friends, L.Joe and club and last but not least Yongguk with his clique. There was this tense tension lingering in the air, which was not a good sign.

They all had a poker face on as they looked at me, but soon change it into a glare to the person behind me, which was no other than Andrew. “Hey Annabel, I wanted to ask if your free on the weekend.” Andrew asked, ignoring the glares he got.

“Sorry, I’m already booked, maybe another time?” I asked, even though I wasn’t really a big fan of meeting school mates outside of school.

“Oh okay, maybe another time.” He said, which I replied with a nod. Just as he was about to say something, the bell rung, reminding us that the break was over. “I need to tell you something important.” He whispered to me before he let.

Was I curious about what Andrew wanted to talk to me, yes…at first, but then I lost interest, just like my love live. I got interest in a guy, but in the end lost interest in them.

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“Only one club left.” L said happily as we made our way to the kitchen. We weren’t even that close to the kitchen, as we smelled the lovely smell of food. Everyone except the teacher were busy in the kitchen.

The teacher told us to take some photos without disturbing the cooks, so we did. We took photos of the students of a wide distance, so we wouldn’t interrupt them.

Seeing the cooking guys in their element was quiet fascinating, they put all their effort and passion in just one dish, just like the music clubs.

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Back in our club room, we looked through the picture we took. I was mostly satisfied with my picture fromy group A and B. By the cooking club...it was just so-la-la. In nearly every picture of the cooking club was Jin in.

Sometimes he would look at me and sometimes he looked at the food he prepared.