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"Taehyung, where the heck are you dragging me to? Yah!" If Seul could count the number of times Taehyung had dragged her somewhere in the span of a month, she would lose count. The boy wasn't responding to her shouts for him to release her, and for some reason she didn't feel like shaking his grip off her wrist either. It was weird because back in middle school he'd done it to her before a few times and she never failed to escape his grasp. Though now, Seul didn't know why she was unable to. Taehyung led her to the school's swimming pool which was at the back of the several learning blocks. There was a newly painted white gate near the pool and it served as the back entrance of the school. As expected, the area around the pool was isolated since all the students were having their morning break. Seul stopped walking when Taehyung stopped. The boy pulled her in front of him by the wrist, causing her back to hit against the wall lightly. Seul felt cornered, trapped. If she were to move to the left Taehyung would shift his body to block her and if she were to move to the right he would still do the same thing except in a different direction. He continued to stare at her intensely, his eyebrows knitted together as if he was trying to decipher a secret code. She definitely did not have a secret code printed all over her face, so she was confused as to why he was staring at her with so much focus. "Why are you staring at me like that?" Seul frowned. "I don't know, it just looked fun to watch you so confused like a little puppy. Don't you think so?" Taehyung's gaze softened a little and Seul's heart was calmer than before. "It's not funny, not even one bit." Seul grumbled, crossing her arms and focusing her attention on the empty swimming pool beside them. "I'm asking this for the last time because I have classes to be attending What are we here for? I'm giving you three seconds to answer and if you aren't going to say anything, I'm going back to class." Seul started a slow countdown in her mind. Three. She was only met with his beautiful brown orbs staring back at her and she felt her face start to heat up, realising that she was under his gaze. She gulped nervously and took a step back, wondering why the boy was taking such a long time to answer her. As her eyes were now on the floor, she could see Taehyung's feet taking a small step forward, closer to her, while her back was propped against the wall. Two. Seul's fingers fidgeted with the fabric of her school skirt. She really wished she had the power to pass through walls because she wanted to step back a million times if she could. Taehyung was clearly unable to understand the term of 'personal space'. The tips of his black Nike Jordans were touching with her shoes. Seul knew what she would see if she looked up. She wasn't sure if she wanted to see what sight was about to greet her, but they would be standing here for centuries if she didn't make the next move fast. Seul tilted her head up and there he was, still staring at her, Kim Taehyung. His face was above hers, parallel to hers, too close to hers. So close, she could see all the small details on his face. The small mole on the tip of his nose to the faded scar under his lip he'd gotten from a basketball accident to the extremely slight redness on his cheeks. Things other people didn't notice, that she did. Why do I suddenly find these things about him so gorgeous? "T-Three..." The word came out of without her consent, an unconcious whisper that only the both of them could hear in the silence of the morning. "Take your mind off of studying, off of the deadline your club has." Taehyung spoke, still keeping his eyes fixed on Seul who seemed to be shrinking with every word sliding off his tongue. "Today, let's cut class until the sky turns dark." "Are you crazy? We'll get found out if we cut." "Look, I've been stressed this month, and I know you've been stressed too. I know we're high school seniors and we need to be strict with school and all that. But today, I don't want to do that. I really don't want to do that, Seul-ah." Seul hated how the way he said his name weakened her tough demeanour without difficulty. She kept silent, letting Taehyung continue. "Let's just have some fun for today, only today." Seul thought about it for awhile, laying out her options in her mind. If she were to get caught then she could tell them that she was feeling unwell and had decided to le
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