"Kai, give it back. Now." You tried to say it with assertion through gritted teeth.

Kai had just taken your phone, hidden it somewhere in the classroom, and plastered a small smile on his face while looking out the window JUST to annoy you. And it was working.

He whistled, making you want to punch his pretty little face.

"Kai, I told you. Give it." You tried again, watching him as he stared into space outside the window.

"I wonder what he's thinking about." you got distracted for a second.

"Please?" You tried for the third time, trying to sound nicer. Finally, you snapped. "Kim Jongin. Tell me where the freaking phone is or I'll.. I'll punch you!" You snapped ineffectively.

"You're gonna have to find it." he chimed, running his fingertips on the wall, and leaving the classroom.

You were looking around, turning things over and pushing things off to the side, to search for that damn thing.

"God, that . Such a jerk. What a ." You grumbled, muttering the last part under your breath.

You didn't understand why you liked him. Your heart just didn't listen to your mind. And you partially enjoyed having a lot of his attention, although it was mean and taunting most of the time. You liked to fantasize about the day when he would finally notice that he's loved you all along, confess and you two would live happily ever after.

"Only in the dreams and movies.." you bitterly scowled.

"It's in the teacher's cabinet." you heard that familiar, soothing voice that belonged to Suho. You turned around, glanced at him and walked towards the file cabinet. Opening the first drawer and finding nothing, you looked in the second. Seeing nothing in the second drawer, you continued to open the third, still finding nothing, you gripped the fourth cabinet's handle getting ready to yell at your best friend if he was lying.

"But he wouldn't lie to me, it's Suho." You lightly chuckled before proceeding to open the last drawer. Finding your precious iPhone 6 on top of the cluttered mess of papers, you almost teared up. Finally! You had gotten your phone back!

"Thank you so much! You're so amazing. Oh my gosh, thank youuuu!!" you sing-songed, clutching your precious phone to your chest. You ran over to Suho, encircling you arms around his neck, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." you said again. Suho could tell you meant it sincerely.

"Your welcome." he replied curtly, still hugging your small waist, wanting it to be like this a long time.

To Suho, these moments were the best moments of being friends with you. He had secretly admired you all these years and he knew he couldn't confess or he wouldn't even be able to talk to you normally anymore. But he was getting pretty desperate now. And seeing as you both got older, he thought that as the more beautiful you grew, he would have less chances with you because others guys would notice you, too.

"Oppa, why do you and Sehun hang out with them? You know, D.O, Chanyeol, Baekhyun, and Kai?" You asked him, "They're all so.. annoying, and you guys are almost normal and sweet and caring."

"I hang out with them because they're my -"

"Friends" You cut him off, "I know." You sighed. "It's just that all of you guys are just really different, that's all, I guess."

"Hey, Sehun was looking for you after school by the way, something about a job interview or something." Suho remembered.

You gasped. "Oh my gosh.. I have to go. I was supposed to go to a job interview with Sehun at the local ice cream shop, right after school!!"