"Let's play twenty question," a shuffle from behind and the sound of chair being dragged. "Huh?" I turned my head still dazed. "Twenty question," he repeated this time emphasised it a bit more. "Twenty question?" I raised my eyebrows. "You know that game where people ask-," Baekhyun explained, putting his chin on his hand. Adorable, i thought, wait what? "Yes, i know that game," i cut him, rolling my eyes, i paused, feigned thinking for a moment. One sly glance at him and i nodded, " sure," "I'll go first," he stated. I hummed in reply, examining my nails. They looked awful. Might be from working with them for long? A nudge on my elbow and i snapped out to reality, "huh? What?" Baekhyun laughed. A rich and creamy laugh. Creamy? What was i thinking? I definitely needed my coffee. "I asked you about your favorite color," "Oh," now i realised i'd been zoning out. Determining to stay focus, i straighten up my position and rubbed my eyes sleepily. All thanks to my nagging manager. "Purple," i answered without second thought. "Why?" He asked and i scrunched my eyebrows. "Do i have to have reason to like it?" He laughed, " well no," I grinned, " my turn, " i stated. He nodded with a grin. " your favorite color," "Well, arent you the most creative person in the world?" He laughed sarcastically. "Well, sorry for not being the brightest person," i mumbled faking a frown. "Hey, hey dont be mad, i was joking," "I'm not," He sighed not believing. Well, i was not mad, it was just to get reaction out of him. Since when i was such a tease? "Since today, probably," i didnt realise i just spoke out my thoughts so i ducked my red face. No, this definitely hadnt happened before. "Black and white," he said thoughtfully. "Huh?" "Favorite color," he reminded. "Oh," "You know what? I'll get some coffee," i said, getting up from my chair. "I'll go with you," he offered brushing imaginary dust off his pants. "Sure," i walked out of the empty class. Empty classes were our favorite spot to hang out. Usually i hung out with in my rooms. Speaking of her, i hadnt met up with her for maybe two or three days now. I felt like a bad friend now, ditching her for her cousin. "Why are we being so depressed today?" Baekhyun asked suddenly. I shrugged. I inserted the coins into the vending machine and took my coffee. "Lack of sleep maybe?" I yawned. "And your sour mood is rubbing off me," he said sleepily. I laughed, " it's not my fault," i playfully punched his stomach. He groaned and the next thing i knew, he was head-locking me. "Heyy!" I laughed. My mood was definitely better by maybe 20 percent. One whistle and my heart dropped to my stomach. Standing there on the hallway was Mr. Kim , the PE teacher and he wasnt exactly the nicest person on earth. He approached us and Baekhyun awkwardly pulled his arms back to his sides. "What are you both doing here? Not in the class?" What class? "Are you ditching?" My eyes widened. Had the bell rung? My gaze abruptly moved to Baekhyun. He sheepishly smiled back. I looked away frowning. Leave it to him to get us into trouble. "Aww, just let this slide, just one this time please?" He gave him his puppy eyes. Nope that's not going to work it i thought in distaste. “I’ll even give you coffee for free,” Where did that come from? Well, i figured out the next minute when he snatched my coffee and handed them to Mr. Kim who took it hesitantly. “So, let this slide okay?” Baekhyun winked at him. Mr. Kim hardened his stare and rubbed his temple, " fine, go to the class now and," he grumbled, "dont ever let me catch you anymore," I sighed in relief. Baekhyun immediately beamed and hugged the teacher. "Real manly," i muttered to him when he released the poor teacher, "Thanks, uncle!" Wait what? What's happening? "Jungie, meet my uncle, Mr. Kim, our PE teacher, yeah blah blah," he trailed off rolling his eyes. Jungie ? Mr. Kim frowned and raised his stick i noticed he had been holding. "Now get to your class," he demanded raising his stick. "Sure thing," Baekhyun answered light-heartedly but he went to the other side from our class. I think Mr. Kim or his uncle, didnt notice though and now we were surely not going to class. "Where are we going?" I tugged my hand back but nahh, he's stronger than me anyway. "Ditch," he answered simply. I rolled my eyes, i knew that "Im not going to," i said loudly. "Yeah, you are going to," does that make sense? "Listen Baek, I'm a scholarship student, i dont ditch," i stated but he kept on tugging me along. Well he ignores me. What can i say? With a secret smile on my lips, i followed without any complains. Breaking the rules were nice. Awfully nice. "So, where are we going?" I asked once we were out of the school. Weirdly, there wasnt any security guards around. Or teachers but then the only teacher roaming around was Mr. Kim so, i guess we're off the hook now. "Maybe to the mall?" He asked hesitantly asking for me opinion. Well, i hadnt been in a mall for a long time, i thought thoughtfully. Thought thoughtfully? I was getting weirder, i told myself "Sure," i said. I had some money left anyway fro