My Heart Is Beating - K.Will
“Aish…” You drew in a sharp breath and tugged on your socks. It was almost time for your first lecture, and you were already late.
“Hurry up, Hyunjoo! I’ll try to put in a good word for you to the professor, so come quick, araso?” Haesun called from the door. She and Jaeheon had come back from their parents’ place a couple hours before school started.
“Araso!” You replied to your unnie as you heard the door close. Just a few hours ago, you were crying in Jongup’s arms, just to fall asleep. He didn’t even bother to wake you up and ended up leaving you there.
Hurriedly, you scurried around the dorm, trying to get ready as quick as you could. Five pairs of curious eyes just followed your every move. As usual, MYNAME were already dressed and ready to go. They were just waiting for you.
You mentally cursed Jongup. It was all his fault that you were running late. You groaned and stared at your reflection in the mirror.
To your horror, you had major bedhead. In short, you believed that you looked like a zombie.
*Eyy… Ottokae?!* You messed up your hair purposely in frustration. Nothing was going well at all today. For Pete’s sake, you weren’t even dressed!
Before you were just about to give up, your hair was suddenly lifted off from your shoulders. You just blankly stared at Insoo, who was holding your thick, honey-brown hair.
“Insoo…” You said, surprised.
“…As long as I don’t make any skin contact with you, you’ll be fine, right?” He questioned with an eyebrow up.
Hesitantly and embarrassedly, you nodded. At once, Insoo tied up your hair in a cute ponytail. You ogled at him in awe.
Insoo noticed your gaze but continued to tie it up, “What are you looking at?”
At once, you became flushed. “N-Nothing… it’s just that I’m surprised… Most guys don’t even know how to tie up girls’ hair.” You said as you were spun around.
Gunwoo created a cute but conservative outfit for you and shoved the clothing in your arms. He then silently walked away. You stared at them, baffled. *His fashion sense is pretty good…*
“…Who do you take us for? We’re not your typical group of guys, you know.” Gunwoo spoke quietly in his unique voice. You blinked at him as he gestured for you to go change.
Minutes later, you came out of the bathroom with Gunwoo’s cute outfit on.
“Noona, you look so cute!” Chaejin smiled at you as you blushed, shy. “U-Um… Thanks?” You said unsurely.
“As expected, Leader Gunwoo hyung’s fashion sense is perfect again.” Seyong nodded approvingly. “Come here, quickly!” He gestured you over as you walked toward him.
At the same time, Chaejin and Seyong slipped on your shoes and you watched as they each tied one shoe effortlessly and perfectly.
“Put your arms in.” You recognized JunQ’s deep voice as he helped you put on your backpack. You weren’t used to the attention, but you were secretly thankful.
“Let’s go now, noona!” Chaejin smiled cutely at you as you found yourself lightly smiling at him too. You nodded and followed the rest of the boys as the six of you quickly left for college.
“And so, the verb becomes past tense when—“
BAM! You opened the lecture hall’s door as it accidentally slammed open loudly. The professor immediately stopped talking and stared at you as you looked around at the students sheepishly.
“Jo Hyunjoo-sshi! You’re late and you’ve disrupted my class!” The professor pushed up her glasses as she glared at you. You instantly bowed 90 degrees again and again, “I’m so sorry! It’ll never happen again, seonsaengnim!”
“…Fine. Since your grades are relatively high so far, I’ll overlook it this time.” She decided, stressing out the ‘so far’ part. A couple of students snickered.
“Mianhamnida! Jwesonghamnida!” You kept apologizing, ears red with embarrassment.
“…Very well. You may go sit in your seat, but this is your last chance, do you hear me?” Her voice raised authoritatively.
You scurried to your seat as you nodded. The professor cleared her throat, “So as I was saying…”
You zipped open your bag and pulled out your notebook and pencilcase when something dropped on the floor. You stared at it and opened it secretively.
Yong Junhyung won’t bother you anymore.
You’re welcome, by the way.
*AA…? Who is this…* You racked your brain but then froze. *…Double A? Wait… How’d they get into my backpack?* You furrowed your eyebrows. *Hold on, that’s not the point here…*
Yong Junhyung won’t bother you anymore.
You softened as you pulled out the handkerchief that Hoik gave you. You stared at the two items thoughtfully.
*Double A… They might not be as bad as they seem…* You hummed as you shoved the two back in your bag and started paying attention to the lesson.