I sighed in exhaustion when I reach my last period of the day. I am a library assistant for my last class. When I enter the library, I spotted my library teacher, Yuri, sitting on her chair, facing her computer. She was typing something when she stops and turns to look at me.

I walk toward her and groaned in pain. My legs were sore from the class earlier. Chanyeol made me run all over the campus searching for clues. He orders me around rather than help me.

"Hello Beatrice.” She greeted.

I smile in return.

“I’m sorry but can you help me with something?" she asked.

I nodded my head. She stood up and headed to the small room located at the end of the library. I drag my legs and followed her into the room. Inside, she handed me a cart full of books.

“Can help me organize and put the books into the bookshelves? Please put them according to their labels. “She explained.

 I nodded my head in understanding as she continues explaining. After she finished explaining, I head out the room with the cart and began to work. I picked up the first book and stare at the cover. It was a cover of a couple, probably a romance novel. The cover only shows the couple from head to their shoulder. The man leans in for a kiss on the woman's forehead. She closed her eyes, as if enjoying the moment.

I put the book into the shelf. I was only halfway through the cart when I notice something. The library was usually quiet with no one around. People rarely come to the library, especially since it was still class time. I was the only library assistant so there should be no one else besides Mrs. Yuri and I. I clutch onto the book I was holding onto tightly. There was a small sofa in the library for students and someone was sleeping there. I only saw the back of the man’s head and was curious to see who it was. I slowly walk over to the man, holding onto my book nervously. I gasped when I saw that it was Kris sleeping on the sofa.

I was taken back for a moment and step back in surprise. Luck was not on my side that day because there was suddenly a magical pencil on the ground and I slip on it. I let out a small scream as my landed on the ground. I curse at whoever drop the pencil and rub my injured . Then I look back at Kris and saw a Kris staring right back at me. I jumped in surprise and got up. He was glaring at me with his sharp eyes. It feel as if I was caught doing something bad and immediately walk away.

“Wait.” 

I stop in my track. I haven’t done anything wrong but why do I feel so scare?

I turn around nervously and asked, “Yes?”

He got into a sitting position and stood up. Then he walks toward me with his usual, cold expression. His eyes continue to glare at me and I shifted in my spot uncomfortably. I didn’t know what to do. Why did he tell me to stop? Am I in trouble? Why is he so mad? There were so many questions running through my head.

“Are you the library assistant?” he asked.

I was looking at the ground because I couldn’t meet his eyes. I nodded my head. I couldn’t see his face but I heard him sigh in relief. This time, I decided to look back up. He was already walking back to the sofa. He positions himself on the bed and went back to dreamland once again. There was no reason why I should continue standing there so I return to my work.

I put the book I was holding onto on the bookshelf. I continue to add more and more books onto the shelves until the cart was empty. I looked at the clock but only thirty minutes have passed. I still had a long time before sixth period end. So I push my cart back into the room to get more books .While I was putting the books into the cart, I feel a sudden chill. I had a feeling that there was someone behind me so I slowly took a look behind me. I was scare for a minute until I saw Kris and let out a sigh of relief.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

He gave me his expressionless face. So I repeated my question, “What are you doing here?”

He shrugged,” I don’t know, I just wonder what was in this room.”

“I’m sorry but only teachers and the library assistant can enter and be in the room. No students are allowed in here. “I explained.

He raised one eyebrow in amusement, “even me?”

I didn’t understand what he was trying to say so I nodded my head slowly.

“Yes, even you.”

I decided to ignore him so I return to my work. I continue putting books into the cart. He continues to stand where he were. When he didn’t leave, I turn to look at him once more and said, “I’m sorry but can you-“

He cut me off, “yeah yeah, I understand.”

He said he understands but he didn’t leave the room. I notice him taking a look around the room. My eyes follow him as he walk around, taking in the surrounding. It didn’t take me long to filled the cart. Kris was already bored of the room. He walked out the room and I follow after with the cart. I locked the door and push my cart to the empty bookshelves. Kris had return to the sofa and I decided to ignore him until the bell ring. I put the cart back into the room, lock the room, and handed the key to Mrs. Yuri. I took a glance at Kris who was still sleeping soundly even though class was already over. I could already imagine what would happen if a fan girl found him sleeping so defensively. I laughed quietly to myself.

I step out the library and headed for my locker. Aisha and I usually meet up at my locker then walk home. However, I didn’t see Aisha there today so I took my cellphone out of my bag and look for any new message. Indeed, Aisha did message me and it said:

    Sorry Beatrice,
    There was an emergency and I left first!
                -Aisha

I wonder what the emergency was. I texted her back and place my cellphone back in my bag. There was no choice but to walk home alone today. Before I even took a step from my locker, I saw Luhan walking toward me. He stops when he was beside me and asked, “I wonder if I can walk you home today. “

His face was a deep crimson color and I couldn’t help but blushed. I had never walk home with a boy before and I couldn’t help but be nervous.

“Sure.” 

I notice Chanyeol and the rest of his friends walking into a car to pick them up. Before they left, Xiumin look at me and Luhan. His eye met mine for a brief second before he enters the car. I look away and return to look at the blushing Luhan. It was the first time Luhan was not leaving with his friends. The remaining people in the school were staring at us and the girls were shooting me daggers. Luhan chuckled to himself, earning a glare from me.

“What,” I asked. “Why are you laughing to yourself?”

I didn’t understand what was so funny about the girls glaring at me. He shook his head and refused to answer. We walk in deep silence until I asked, “Hey Luhan, what part of me do you like?”

I mentally slap myself for asking the stupid question. I knew the question was too sensitive and personal but I couldn’t help but wonder to myself thereason why he liked me. I’m not pretty or popular so why did he choose me out of all the other girls?

He stops walking and look directly at me with soft and tender eyes. He bit by his lips and answered, “It’s because you’re different. Unlike the other girls who tried too hard, you are yourself…and you never took an interest in me.”

I immediately blushed and he put his hands over his to cover his blushing face and he groaned, “Argh! This is too embarrassing!”

My heart beat faster and I couldn’t help but find his gestures cute. I burst into laughter, causing him to remove his hands from his face, “why are you laughing?”

I laughed, “Luhan, You’re so cute like that!”

He looked offended and frowned, “Don’t call me cute! I’m quite manly. “

That only caused me laugh more and the tension between us lessen. We began taking more comfortably about random things. I still don’t like my first meeting with Luhan but maybe he really wasn’t lying when he said he like me. Should I believe him?

I reach my house in no time.

“Ah, Thanks for sending me home. Bye.” I smiled.

He gave me a smile and walk way. I watch him until he was out of sight. I open the front door and walk into the house. When I lock the door and turn around, I was greeted by my mom. I jumped in surprise.

“Umma! What are you doing here?“ I cried.

“Who was that pretty boy? Your boyfriend, perhaps?” she asked excitedly.

I face palm my face. This was going to get ugly.