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your pov 

Bobby suddenly sliding himself to my table, staying super close to me.

Bobby: So, I heard that you like iKON?

You: Who did you heard that from..?

Bobby: No one. I just think everyone here love us.

Arrogant.

Is this really Bobby?

You: Are you joking around? 

I thought he suppose to be humble and nice. What is this? 

Bobby laughed. 

You: What's so funny? 

He puts both of his arms behind his head and lay against the chair. Not only that, he also puts both of his legs on the desk. Isn't this a little.. rude.

Bobby: You probably think I'm off-putting aren't you?

You: Maybe.

Bobby: I'm a free spirit. I do whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.

You: You're so different from TV.. 

Bobby: Maybe I'm different to girls that I like. 

You: Huh? 

Did he just said "girls that I like". Wait.. to me? But... Hul no way. I'm overthinking. I can't be too conceited. 

I mean, me? Seriously?

Wait.

Ah.

This guy wants my blood.

Wait, maybe it's just Hanbin. I am being conceited. Wait never mind, how does having them my blood a good thing?! Sigh.

Hanbin suddenly came over. He seems mad. I wonder if the girls in class annoyed the hell out of him. I feel bad, but I can't really do anything. We haven't talked at all since the this morning after he left.

Hanbin: ___, we need to talk. 

Bobby's forehead frowned and his eyes glanced at Hanbin, gave him a look. 

I froze for a bit, and I was a little confused. Why is he mad again? 

He reached his arm over to my table; but before he did, Bobby grabbed his arm.

Bobby: What are you trying to do? Pull her away? 

You: Guys..

Hanbin: Don't get in my way. I need to tell her something.

You: Hello.. I-

Bobby: Yo Hanbin, who do you think you are?

You: Hey listen I-

Hanbin: I didn't say it earlier. But h