Ryeowook dumped her armload of books on her table, pulled out her chair and sat down, glancing at the empty seat next to hers. Eunhyuk wasn’t here yet. She turned around. Donghae had his nose stuck in a comic, and Yesung was doing his Algebra homework. He looked up when she turned around, and smiled at her.

"You’re early."

Ryeowook shrugged.

"Got a kind of phobia about being late after yesterday. I missed that all-important lecture on plate tectonics. And its listed as one of the topics for the mid-year exams," she sighed. Yesung’s eyes never left hers, as he automatically reached his hand into his bag, pulled out his notes on plate tectonics and handed it to her. Ryeowook’s eyes widened.

"But … don’t you need to study too?"

Yesung’s smile got wider.

"It’s okay. I don’t think you’ll take all that long to copy them down anyway."

Ryeowook blushed. "Thanks."

He’d kind of been extra nice to her recently. But then again, maybe it was just her imagination.

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Yesung moved at his usual slow pace down the corridor. He was never late or early for classes – always just on time. And he never hurried.

He had those bad-boy good looks, with eyes that spoke everything, and hair messily gelled. Still, any girl whose eyes met those beneath that raven-black fringe of hair couldn’t help but be attracted to him, be drowned in those pools of black. He had an easy, calm manner – except when it came to Ryeowook. There had been once in primary school, when Ryeowook had suddenly fainted in class. He hadn’t understood it either – one minute ago, she’d been sitting beside him, taking notes diligently. But the next minute she was on the floor. He couldn’t remember another occasion when’d he’d been as anxious as when Ryeowook wouldn’t wake.

He smiled to himself. He liked her – probably loved her – but somehow, he was content to just have her next to him, to see her happy.

"Yesung!" A familiar voice chirped. Yesung looked up.

Ryeowook was in front of him, smiling brightly as usual.

"Hey." ^_^

"Donghae asked me to pass a message. He’ll be late awhile during recess, and he asks you to help him buy a chicken sandwich, and he’ll pay you later." :D

He couldn’t help but feel disappointed that she’d been looking for him just for this, even though he didn’t know what he’d been expecting. His head drooped slightly as he nodded, avoiding her eyes.

She couldn’t help but notice that he looked a bit downcast. On impulse, she reached out and took his hand. Yesung’s head jerked up and he stared at her.

"You okay?"

Yesung just stared at her. Her hand felt so soft, so warm, so small in his …

They stood there a few moments in the hallway, Ryeowook hardly daring to breathe, Yesung’s grip on her hand tightening.

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Short chapter.. I’m really tired today, but still manage to update... Anyway enjoy and comment^^