It was pleasant, nice, really nice, Haneul thought as she walked along the small garden outside the campus's south wing building, the sun shining down on her, soft breeze gliding through her hair and Kris walking alongside her. They both had about fifteen minutes to spare after having lunch together, so they decided to take the longer route to building 4. Haneul's class started at 3:30 which gave her another half an hour so she offered to walk Kris to his destination first, then she'd simply turn and go back to building 3.

“Does Minseok oppa know about you taking a course here?”

“No. I plan on surprising him, he seemed clueless even when I asked him for your schedule, I told him that I just wanted to have lunch with you, which wasn't a lie by the way, and he believed me.”

“Does anybody know?” She turned her head to look at him, he was walking with his chin slightly tilted up, as if he was breathing and basking in the warm afternoon sun. He looked so immersed in what he was doing that she felt like she shouldn't be staring at him, but before she could convince herself to look away, he lowered his head and met her eyes.

“You.”

Her lips twitched into a small smile. “I only knew about two hours ago.”

“I know, you're the first to know, by the way.”

“Not even Luhan?”

“He went back to China for his cousin's wedding before I even found out about the vacancies so nope.” His eyes crinkled at the corners as he grinned. “Only you.”

“Oh, what am I ever going to do with the honor that's bestowed upon me?” Underneath the humor, she tried to put her fluttery stomach to rest, but then a particular brush of the back of his fingers against hers sparked a current through her fingers.

Instinctively, her fingers twitched and curled into a fist, as if a current had actually passed through them.

“You can fulfill this one little request that I have for you.” He offered in a clipped tone.

“What is it?” They walked up the stairs, the front entrance of the building approximately twelve feet away, when Kris's fingers – ones that brushed against hers merely seconds ago – found hers, bringing her to a halt. She turned around, and being a few steps ahead of him on the stairs, she was taller than the man. She found herself smiling a little, this was...new.

Kris seemed to have noticed the height difference, and he quickly walked up two stairs so that now they were at eye-level, a small mischievous glint in his eyes telling her that he was well aware of what she was thinking.

His weaved his fingers through hers, reaching for her other hand and doing the same. There was a