- KyuKyu! - I hear my mother calling me from the kitchen.
I get up from the bed and join her, feeling already in the air the smell of our dinner. I find my mom busy hacking away at the stove while holding her cellphone wedged between her shoulder and her ear.
- Go throw the trash.- she orders me without turning to look at me.
I do not attempt to argue; I know I would find on myself the imprint of her slipper on my backside. I go to the hall, put on my shoes and go out with the bag, looking toward the door next to ours, of our neighbour. There is not even the name on the bell; people have to guess where he lives?!
I go down the stairs and exited the building, going to the dumpsters. On the bench in front of the building there is a couple who is making out and I envy them. I never had anyone to do those things, and I'd love to. Especially if the other person is a dark boy, thin, with black eyes.. I collect my thoughts, and I am going to go back when I see that the couple breaks away. I stop my steps when I realize that one of them is Jongwoon and that is looking at me with his mischievous smile. I blush - thanking that it's dark - and I go back inside the building.
Entered the house, I run to my room. He lives near me? Or the other guy lives here? Apart from that.. I think I know the guy but I do not remember where I have seen him. Then it hits me one thing: I am dressed like a loser! Oh well, it is true that I usually do not dress better, though I'm wearing a large t-shirt that leaves in view my shoulder, pants of a suit and my hair all disheveled. !
 
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I got up quite uncertain whether to go to university or not. That today I do not have informatic classes does not mean that the professor does lectures to other courses. Therefore, the possibility that even today there is Jongwoon in university is 50%. I, after he caught me staring at him while making out with the other guy, I do not know how to face him. Not that I usually do. But I know that if I were to see him, I'd become as red as a tomato. Also I did not get to sleep for a while because of the neighbour. Again.
I'm sitting on a bench in the garden of the University, waiting for my friends to reach me, when a face draws my attention. Baekhyun, a disciple of Heechul and aspiring to the title of Diva of the University, is passing in front of me right now, along with his faithful friend Chanyeol. Friend, tsk. In reality everyone knows that Chanyeol drools for Baekhyun but the latter has confined him in the friendzone. I do not know why the face of Baekhyun pressed in my head. The more I think, the more it seems to me.. No, it can't be! Jongwoon came here from, how many days? Three? Four? And Baekhyun has already managed to catch him?!? !
I shot up, ready to approach him when I feel a hand resting on my shoulder. Thinking it's one of my friends, I pull it unceremoniously, receiving in response an exclamation of disappointment in a low tone, different from that of my friends. I turn around, scared I did upset one of the bullies of the University, but it is not one of them staring at me with the corner of his mouth lifted. Before me is Jongwoon, dressed.. WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE?! They're a second skin, those pants! And that shirt with that neck... it shows too much chest! ! My pants are too tight for me.
I must have stared for too long because his grin turns into a smile that define it as mischievous is an understatement.
- So you left the classroom like that, as if it weren't a big deal.- he says, shaking his hand in front of my face. I would like to take it in my hand and kiss it.
- Yes.- I reply, waking from my numbness.
- If I was the teacher, I'd have punished you.- he comments, making me quickly grasp the double meaning. I blush.
I decide to play the game. - How unlucky for you!-
He raises an eyebrow and relaxes his smile that forms a half moon on his face. - If you want, I can also procede myself with that. On the other hand, I am a trainee, is not it?-
I look at him closely, trying to figure out why he approached me and why I'm saying these things. The only thing I can think of is that he wants me to be like Baekhyun. I decide to interrupt the conversation, taking advantage of the fact that my friends are getting closer to us.
- Oh, my friends arrived. I must go.- said that, after a "hello", I walk away from him.
I think he said something as I walk away. Did I hear a "I'll make it"?!
 
- What did the intern wanted?- questions Donghae by jumping on top of me.
- He was saying that if he was the teacher, yesterday he would have punished me after I left the classroom.- I simply answer accepting him in my arms. He smiles like a child.
- Well, I'd like to be punished by him.- says Heechul, running his tongue over his lips.
- Yah Heechul, were not you working on Hangeng, the boy of the film section?- Leeteuk demand, putting his hands on his hips and scrutinizing the blond with disappointment.
- I said "I would like".- says the other shrugging.
We did not respond; it would be like talking to a wall. And then, if I opened his mouth, I would start to insult, threatening him to stay away from Jongwoon, because, I decided, he's mine.
I know, I look like a kid with a toy but, come on! How can you not want in your own bed a piece of beef as Jongwoon?!? You should be blind, although, in that case, maybe you could smell his perfume and fall in love just with that. And now if I do not stop thinking of him on my bed under my sheets, I'll have to run to the bathroom and I do not want.
We are going to return to the classroom when we see arriving Hyukjae, followed by his friend Siwon. The smaller of the two seems annoyed by something while looking at me, the tall guy, instead, is smiling under his beard. What the f... fun are you laughing at?!?
- Hello guys.- greets Hyukjae, extending his lips into a smile that makes see his gums.
- Hello... Hyukjae.- I respond hesitant. In short, he usually keeps away from our group of friends.
- Tonight I'm throwing a party at my house. If you came, I would be extremely happy.- he announces, carefully staring at Donghae. Ohh, I understand what, or rather, to whom he aims. The guy has good taste.
- Party? Of course we'll be there!- answers Heechul for us before beginning to tell us how to dress, how to behave, and bla bla bla. I'm not listening to him.
Decided that before letting him go with Donghae I must first observe him, I say - Donghae and me will be happy to go.-
Donghae stares at me with an innocent look, Hyukjae struggling with himself. From the way I put it down, it seems that Fishy and me are a thing. He may well be a super cool and very sweet gujy, but he's not my type; I prefer y black-haired, with a piercing look and.. Ok, ok, stop thinking about him. I have to control myself.
- Oh, okay. Then I'll see you tonight.- greets Hyukjae, with a sad note in the voice, before taking Siwon's arm and going back.
Bingo! He likes him. I'll help these two oblivious guys to confess each other. I am going to expose my enlightenment to the others but Heechul procedes me - of course after Donghae went to the bathroom - and everyone accepts the idea to put them together.
 
- I need the documents to request the scholarship.- I say to the secretary on the office.
While she gets up and goes to look for the paper, Baekhyun enters the office and, when he sees me, makes me a nod. He leans his elbows on the counter and looks at me. I am going to ask him if he has a problem with me when I remember the scene of the night before. I blush and I begin to look anywhere but him.
- Weeeeellllll, listen... - he breaks the silence, while studying his fingernails. - Why do not you wear more attractive clothes and less... loser ones?-
I look at him as if he had just said that the ball is round. - Sorry?-
- Well, from what I saw last night you have a nice physique, and y too. If you dressed differently, I'm sure many would go after you.- he explains passing his eyes over my body. I feel under his inquisitive eyes.
- I don't care about clothes; I have other things to think about.-
- Oh no, my dear. You'll have more to think about, but how you presents yourself to others is important.- he shifts his gaze to his watch. - Come. You and I are now going to go shopping.- he added after the secretary gave me the sheets.
He takes me by the wrist and without problems, begins to drag me behind him. From my sight I see Jongwoon opens his eyes as we passed and my friends who keep calling me. I feel sorry for my friends, also for Jongwoon and Chanyeol. In short, this little guy is dragging me behind him without giving me the time to explain anything to anyone; he seems to be taking me out for some special occasion! Or at least, in my eyes it looks like it.
 
I'm in the dressing room to try on some tight jeans - how the do you walk with this things!? - and a sweater with wide neckline when Baekhyun interrupts the silence. I think it's something he can not stand. Silence, I mean.
- Tell me, are you dating anyone?-
I stop for a moment and I repeat the phrase in the head. "Are you seeing someone?". What happens if I say yes? And if I say no it will be like giving the green light to try anything with me? But then I think that no one may want to go out with me.
- No.-
- And... aren't you interested in anyone?- he presses pushing aside the curtain and watching me. Now I understand that his inquisitive eyes need to see things to change. Nevertheless, it is disturbing.
- No.- I repeat. - And you? Are you going out with someone?- I add, surprising me for my courage.
- You should know. I do not date no one.- he responds by uncovering my shoulder. Baekhyun smiles with satisfaction.
- But Yesterday I saw you with... with Jongwoon sunbae.-
- Yesung? Oh no, no!-
Seeing my astonished gaze, he decided to explain himself. - He and I have grown up like brothers. That of yesterday.. Let's say that it was made to make someone jealous.-
Stop! Stop. He had made someone jealous?! But, jealous for Jongwoon or him? And why just in front of my building? Maybe the person lives in my palace? Maybe... my neighbour? Yes, I know it has nothing to do at this time, but maybe they know the neighbour and want to make him jealous. Let me dream! I want to know who this neighbour is and they could help me.
- That person... lives in my building?-
- Not right there. In the next one, and at that time he comes to throw the trash.- smiles to my mouth wide open. - I'll look like a stalker but... I have to make him jealous and Jongwoon is the right person for that. Why? Are you interested in my friend?- he questions arching an eyebrow.
- In-Interested? Hahaha, no.- I answer nervously.
- There's something fishy about this. Anyway, I like the outfit. Change so we can to the hairdresser.- he orders dismissively as he closes the curtain.
- Hairdresser?!-
 

I went back home and my mom, as soon as she sees me, begins to squeal like a teenager when seeing her crush. Now I'm lying in bed - after escaping from her clutches -, unable to do anything because I'am too tired.

I hear the doorbell ring and my mom open. She's talking to a man and I do not think is my father, who returns home from work later. I do not give notice of the matter and decided to ask her who it was later.
My mom, a few minutes later, calls me to dinner. I go into the kitchen and sit down at the table, without taking notice of anything, waiting for my dish.
- KyuKyu, are you not greeting our guest?- questions my mother looking at me.
- Guest?- I turn to the refrigerator and I see him standing there.
What the is Jongwoon doing in my house?!? He was the one earlier? Why he stayed here?! Dinner with us? , it's too good to be true.
- Hello Kyuhyun-ah.- he says smiling at me.
Oh no, my dear! You can not smile like that now that we are in the presence of my mother and I can not flirt freely.
- Hello, Jongwoon-ssi.-
- Oh, you already know each other?- my mom asks as she turns to look at us.
- Yup. I am the trainee of his informatic teacher.- he says as he takes place next to me.
- Unbelievable!- my mom exclaims giving me a look that says "he is a handsome, go for it now!". - Do you know that he lives in our building?- she adds after a while before returning to cook.
- Really? Where?- I ask curiously, raising my head sharply.
- In the flat next to yours.- he says smiling at me mischievously.
- Ah ok.- I stop the hand that I had moved to get water and I turn toward him, my eyes wide open. - You said in the apartment next to ours?- I almost whisper.
-Yup.-