Omo! It’s four days before classes will start again. Aigoo. I haven’t done a single report! Aish. Lazy me. -.- Now I’ll be cramming.

     Early in the morning I’m already facing my old laptop and did some research. Chanyeol was still asleep. Good. No distraction.

     Ugh. I’ve got five topics! The heck! I can’t even finish a single report in one day, and I have five here! *sobs*

     10am. It’s already five hours. I haven’t taken anything, milk nor water. And I’m still in part two over four in my first topic. Faster, Sunju. I thought to myself.

     “What’s that?” Ugh. He’s awake.

     Sorry Chanyeol but I can’t answer you for now.

     “English Literacy? Tss. It’s just a piece of cake.”

     “Sssh.” I scolded him and continued typing.

     After a few minutes he sat beside me, reading the papers on the table. Yes, I’m secretly eyeing him for my peripheral vision. Just then, I felt my head ache a bit. I paused and relaxed my head. I leaned on the chair and closed my eyes. Ugh. Kim Sunju, don’t sleep. Aren’t you ashamed? You haven’t done a single report yet. Endure the pain. Remember, if you’d finish this first report, you can eat chocolates.

     Oh how I love chocolates.

     “Won’t you eat something?” it’s already seven hours since I typed these. Chanyeol stayed there beside me for 2 straight hours, staring at me, then at the screen, then at the keyboard, then at me again. In short he’s observing me. But I’m too last to rant about it.

     I shook my head as a reply. I just saw him leave my side and proceeded to the kitchen.

     Ugh my head hurts.

     Sunju, it’s already the last part. Finish that and you can rest after.

     But I ….

     I woke up and found myself lying on the couch, with a blanket covering my body. Wait… IT’S ALREADY DARK! I immediately got up and I saw Chanyeol in front of the laptop.

     “Ya.” I mouthed as I neared him.

     “I’m almost done with the second report!” he said.

     “Chanyeol-sshi.”

     “Oh you’re awake.” He faced me and smiled.

     I felt my intestines forming knots.

     I stuttered, “Uh- I’m fine, Chanyeol-sshi. L-let me d-“

      “I’m, almost done. Just take a rest. I bet your need more sleep.” He beamed again and this time, I feel my legs wobble.

     I hate myself.

     Since when did I get attracted with his smile?