I’m trying to focus on the lecture but all I can think of is Chanyeol, and having him beside me really isn’t helping. Most people see him as an idol with an immature personality; a man-child. I don’t. To me he is a true gentleman. I mean honestly, I met him a few hours ago anf he’s already stood up for me twice. How many guys would do that? The world has around 8 billion people, but I’m pretty sure he’s the only one who’d do that.

    While I was busy thinking about what a gentleman Chanyeol was, he decided to elbow me in the stomach as hard as he could. Ouch! And to think I was falling for him! I turned to glare at him and saw that he had a sorry expression on his face. So he thought he could get away with it just because he’s adorable with those puppy eyes of his? Not a chance! Just wait until I post this story online and expose his true personality and….Oh! He was trying to get me to look at his notebook, which he’d turned so I could have a perfect view. It said:

    <Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just wanted to get your attention. Who were those girls we bumped into earlier?>

Why did he care? This was none of his business. <Just a bunch of losers.> I wrote back. As I finished writing that, a pop-up appeared on my Mac. “Chanyeol Park would like to chat with you.” That creepy weirdo! He found out my IM through the Uni’s contact info database. Sure, it was open to all students, but that didn’t mean he had to use it. I clicked accept anyways.

Bethany: You’re a creep!

Chanyeol: Nope, I just make good use of my resources.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes. He responded with a grin.

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