Run.

Thud!

I looked up at the source of the offending noise that jolted me from my inner thoughts. 

There stood Taeyang, smiling radiantly.

As always.

"Lunch time babe!" 

I looked at my poor man's Casio watch and saw that it was indeed 12.05pm.

I then proceeded to take out my lunch box to eat my home made lunch in our classroom. 

Packed by yours truly. 

Damn poverty!

As I was about to take my first bite, I noticed Taeyang was still standing in front of me. 

Aren't you going down for lunch with the rest? I asked him. 

He shrugged.

Instead he proceeded to pull out and turned around the chair in front of my desk and sat down facing me. 

"How did you know him? " 

I knew exactly which "him" Taeyang was referring to.

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Run.

I could barely make out the urgency in his voice, telling me to run away. Or was it annoyance?

I could only mustered a weak nod before someone from his group, the predators, hollered at him.

Gd! Hurry the up!

Gd.

And that's how I found out his name.

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"I don't actually really know him...." My voice trailed off as I bit my lower lips. 

Here I am sitting in front of a boy whom I barely knew a week and yet we are chatting like bosom buddies since kindergarten.

There is something about Taeyang that jus