[Eunmi's POV]

I copied down the notes on the board, trying to finish it all before the bell rang. I was in my Math class, which is my 4th class. After this, I would be going to the cafeteria, and meet Jihye there. Then she will walk me to my Music class, and then go to her next class. Jihye is always taking care of me. She knows when someone picks on me, I won't fight back. I would just ignore them. Ignoring the bullies don't make it any better. People tell me to ignore them, but it never helps. They will keep on doing it, because they know I won't fight back.

The bell rang, and everyone jolted up from their seats. As the students rushed out of the room, wanting to get to the cafeteria quickly, I packed up my things in a normal pace. What's the use in rushing? I rarely eat lunch, and so I see no point in going first. Jihye always brings her own lunch, so I never have to worry about being alone. Only when Jihye doesn't come to school because she is ill, or on vacation, or something else.

When I finally gathered all my things, I made my way out the door, and said a quick 'goodbye' to the teacher. Jihye was already outside of the door, waiting for me.

Jihye smiled as she saw me coming out. "Your finally out!"

I nodded at her, returning her smile. "Yeah, sorry for making you wait."

"It's fine, and I'm already used to it." said Jihye, shrugging.

I beamed at her, and we both began making our way to the cafeteria.

"I didn't bring my lunch today, because I woke up a bit late and didn't have time to prepare it in the morning. Can you sit by yourself for a bit while I get my lunch? Or better yet, come in line with me!" said Jihye.

I nodded, giving her an understanding look. "It's fine, and I'm not hungry today."

Jihye rolled her eyes, "Your always not hungry. Look at you! Your so skinny!"

I only laughed at her and made my way to our table, while she went in the lunch line. It's only Jihye and I who sit at this table. Why? It's the closest to the garbage, which stinks, so nobody but us sit here. And then it's because of us. Not many people know us around school, and if they do, we are called weird. I don't know why, we just are. I see nothing wrong with me. And I certainly do not see anything wrong with Jihye. So why us?

I sat alone at our table, playing absentmindedly with my hair. That is, until I felt someone take a seat next to me. Looking up, I saw Yoseob right in front of me. Oh yeah, I forgot that Yoseob and I are kind of together now. When Yoseob sat down at my table, I could hear loud gasps from the people around us.

"Why is Yoseob with her?" With her? Wow, there making me sound like I'm some kind of alien.

"Maybe she paid him?" Paid him? I barely have enough money to fend for myself. What makes them think I could have paid him?

My parents and I are poor. The jobs they have barely make enough money for all of us. And our bills cost a ton. I decided to help them out by getting a job. I work at a local market, with many friendly people. Most of the staff and customers are kind, but some can be rude.

"Yoseob?" I blinked my eyes in confusion.

Yoseob smiled at me and nodded, "That's my name!"

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

He frowned a bit, and pouted. "Can't a boyfriend sit with his girlfriend at lunch?"

Boyfriend. Girlfriend. I blushed in embarrassment at the thought of both of us together. Yoseob was a nice guy, and I accepted his confession. I did have second thoughts, but I accepted anyways. Sometimes, I would think of many negative thoughts. Maybe I wasn't good enough for him. Or maybe he pitied me and asked me out. Those were the kind of thoughts I had.

I shrugged at him, and gave him a small awkward smile. "I guess it's OK."

"Great! So-"

"AHEM!" Our conversation was interrupted by none other than... Jihye. "What are you doing here?"

"Can't a boyfriend sit with his girlfriend at lunch?" I giggled at his question. It was the exact same thing he said to me when I asked him why he was here. It was... Cute.

Jihye rolled her eyes, "No, he can't."

"You don't support our relationship?" He asked her, pouting.

Jihye shook her head, "Not one bit."

"Why is that?" He asked her curiously.

Jihye scoffed, "Why?" She slammed her tray on the table, causing me to flinch. It also brought the attention of many others. "For starters, you barely even know each other. You barely even talk. And then you say you like her all of a sudden? And the only time you did notice her was when Kikwang tripped her in the cafeteria yesterday!"

Jihye looked furious. But I couldn't help but think of all of the things she had said. He did barely even know me, and we barely even talked. How could he like someone like me if he didn't even know anything about me? But then again... I didn't know anything about him, yet I accepted to become his girlfriend. Has Yoseob ever noticed me before? He did start talking to me after Kikwang tripped me.

Yoseob didn't look very pleased on what Jihye had asked him. He looked a bit pissed, but tried not to show it. Yoseob stood up, sighing. "So what if I haven't talked to her? So what if I barely know her? I can't control who I like? Maybe I have noticed her, even before Kikwang tripped her. Maybe I used Kikwang as an excuse to talk to her?"

That shut Jihye up, because she shut . She didn't have anything else to say to that. What Yoseob said... It made me feel happy. It made some of my negative thoughts go away.

Jihye just rolled her eyes, deciding to open again. "Whatever. Now, get out of my sight."

Yoseob heaved another sigh, and without Jihye looked, slipped a piece of paper into my hands. He waved a silent 'goodbye' at me, and walked away. Jihye huffed in frustration, and began chowing down on the food. Since she was distracted with her good, I began to look at the paper Yoseob had given me. It read:

Call me! Or text me! Better yet... Both? XXX-XXX-XXX

- Yoseob (:

I smiled after reading it. Quickly stuffing into my pocket, I took a small glance at Yoseob's direction. He was chatting with his friends, B2ST. I guess he noticed someone was looking at him, because he looked up. Our eyes met for a few moments, but then I looked the other way. Before I looked away, I could see a small smile on his face. Unknowingly to me, I too was smiling.

[Yoseob's POV]

After Eunmi looked away, I couldn't help but smile in accomplishment. She was starting to like me, I know it. But then I frowned... I was yet again, feeling guilty. I didn't want to make her fall in love with me, because I would only end up breaking her heart. B2ST said I had to date her, now make her fall in love with me. I just hope she doesn't. I know I may sound conceited or cocky right now... But who wouldn't fall in love with me? I have the looks and charm. Plus the brains, and I had an average family. I was almost perfect! Oh wow... That did sound conceited.

Hyunseung and Kikwang sat with us at lunch today, but they barely talked to any of us. Actually, they didn't talk to any of us at all. The both of them talked quietly amongst themselves, and ignored us. Junhyung and Doojoon were obviously mad, and so they started bad talking them loudly. Wanting them to hear. Dongwoon was silent, but he nodded whenever Junhyung and Doojoon would say something to put down Kikwang or Hyunseung. I didn't do anything. I barely even touched my food!

My mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Eunmi. I was dreading the day where I had to break her heart. The guilt is slowly starting to eat me up. My heart would clench every time I see Eunmi. It would only remind me about what I am doing to her. I didn't want to do this... But I have to. I won't let my friendship die just because of a girl.

Author's Note: Here is the third chapter. I'm sorry for not updating these past days. I've been stressed out with things. I'm still in school, and I hate it. There are two days next week, where I have to stay after school. It , but I have too. So, I may not be able to update. Anyways... I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please comment and subscribe!
Also, I have a question... Nothing related to the story though. I have this presentation thing in school coming up, and I don't want to do it. It's a big part of my grade, and if I don't do it. I'll get detention and will have to do it later on. I'm trying to think of excuses to not present it, but just let the teacher read it quietly them self. I really want to get out of it... Any ways to help? If not, it's OK. I might as well try and face my fear of presenting to the class. But if you do have an idea, could you tell me? Maybe I will try it? Ugh... I probably sound pathetic right now, asking for help on this.

~ FlyingHigh