Awkwardness
I'll Be Your Lover ForeverYour POV:
You and Won Ho walked to class and talked on the way there.
You felt like someone was watching you, so you turned around.
Not breaking his gaze, he stared at you the whole time.
Feeling uncomfortable, you turned away from him.
Won Ho noticed and walked faster while pulling you with him.
Finally, you guys arrived to class.
None of your seat mates were there yet.
You layed your head down.
A minute later, you heard someone pull the chair out next to you and sit down.
You expected it to be that girl that switched seats with Myungsoo, but it wasn't.
It was Myungsoo.
Not a word was said.
Then, L.Joe sat next to you.
"How unlucky!" you thought.
Class went by really slow because of those two.
L.Joe just stared at you the whole time while Myungsoo was poking you to get your attention.
Of course you ignored them.
When class ended, you grabbed Won Ho and ran.
You guys stayed at the school garden.
You sat at the bench by yourself, waiting for Won Ho to bring food.
You were looking down at the ground the whole time, thinking, when a shadow was casted over you.
You picked up your head, thinking that it was Won Ho, but it wasn't.
It was Hoya.
"What's up?" he asked cheerfully.
"Huh? Oh nothing much," you replied.
"Well umm after school do you want to go out for some ice cream or something?" he asked nervously.
You thought that it would be fun so you answered,"That's cool! Sure. We'll meet at the gate?"
"Sure!" Hoya said as he left.
Then, Won Ho came back with sanwiches and water bottles.
"Do you want to go for a movie after school?" Won Ho asked you while taking another bite of his sandwich.
You really wanted to go, but Hoya already asked you.
You rejected him politely.
Won Ho looked dissapointed, but said that it was fine.
It was time to go to class again.
Of course, it was awkward.
Once again, when the bell rang, you bolted outside.
Since you ran to the gate, you were the first one there.
While you waited, someone approached you and held your hand.
"What the hell!" you yelled.
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