Placing my phone off to the side, I disregarded what had happened, believing that I was just imagining things.

Of course! It’s probably because I have to study, and have got homework stress, right?

Picking up my English book, I began to read the chapter that we were going to study in class. Of course, as a good student, I had to always be ahead right?

Yep, okay. Now this is really weird.

Um.

Since when was Lee Byunghun an example in the book?

I turned back to the previous chapter, and scanned through the text again. Surely enough, Lee Byunghun was the example for that chapter as well.

I slammed the book shut.

Okay, maybe it’s time for a different  subject. I picked up my maths textbook, replacing it with my English book and opened up to the chapter that I had a test soon for- algebra. It was the same easy old, but practice makes perfect, right?

I took out some paper and a pencil and began to work out some equations.

Okay, now what?!?

I looked back over my answers, the letters spelling out L-e-e.

I flipped over to the next page. The other questions must have just been a coincidence right?

Byunghun Lee put $1000 into an investment yielding 6% annual interest; Byunghun left the money in for two years. How much interest does Byunghun get at the end of those two years?

OKAY. THAT’S IT. (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻)

I picked up my phone, the background being the exact same thing.

Him.

I looked at the time and realised that it was late, and should probably get some sleep, if I didn’t want panda eyes the next morning. Before I could move anywhere, my eyes drooped sleepily, as I remembered what had happened earlier.

*flashback*

He let me into his apartment, as I took a seat on his lounge. I got up to look at some photos, seeing a photo of Byunghun when he was younger. Gosh, he was such a cutie! But who would of thought that a cute baby would grow up to be what he is now- super hot~

OH. GOSH. WHAT AM I SAYING. I took a deep breath, and pushed off any more thoughts about him in that way, as I took of my school blazer, placing it onto my school bag, as Byunghun walked in,

“Would you like orange milk or strawberry juice?” he asked and I realised that he had gotten the words wrong! Guess, you could say that he’s still cute now!

“Orange milk or strawberry juice?” I questioned, looking at him seriously, to see if he would notice what he had said!

“Um, I mean, um, strawberry milk or orange juice?” Aww, is he nervous? That’s pretty cute too~

“Hmm, I don’t mind. What would you rather Byunghun, strawberry milk or orange juice?” I replied, not really caring about what I had, both of them sounding yummy, as I my lips unconsciously.

“I would rather have,” he took a step forward towards me.

“Milk- makes you grow taller!”

“Haha, okay then,” I replied, raising my eyebrow at his cuteness. He walked off towards the kitchen, as I took a seat on the black leather lounge. I placed my hand in my bag, looking for my phone, which I thought I had taken out before. It wasn’t there.

Byunghun returned with the milk poured neatly in two glasses, and I noticed my phone on the coffee table, which I swore wasn’t there before.

*Again and again and again and again*

My phone rang loudly, as I excused myself, before picking it up.

“Yobeseyo?”

“Oh ___, its Minwoo, I’m free for those extra piano lessons, if you like,”

“Um, okay, I’ll be there in half an hour or so, your place?”

“Ye, okay, see you there!”

“Nae, oppa, I’ll see you there soon!” I ended the call, seeing Byunghun strain his neck slightly as he seemed interested in who I was calling, as I placed my phone into my bag.

“Uh, I have to go- I have piano now,” Byunghun raised his eyebrow in question,

“With an oppa?” The question was left unanswered as I got up, and put on my blazer.

I got up from my desk suddenly, before realising when he had changed my background.
 

When he was in the kitchen.

Hmm. I wonder how he knew my passcode?

I heard footsteps walking from the kitchen towards my room- loudly, as I realised that I was meant to be asleep. Grabbing my phone, I ducked under the covers, as I shut my eyes tightly, hoping that I wouldn’t be caught awake by my parents. I soon fell asleep, pushing away the fact that I didn’t need to pretend anymore, my hand holding onto my phone tightly.