~Key POV~
When we got to class, I looked around and saw him.

Kim Jonghyun. I knew for a fact that he was best friends with Minho, and he had an amazing voice.

I once caught him singing alone in the classroom during lunch. But why was he alone? He was crazy popular, the noonas went crazy for him. Did he not want anyone to hear him sing?

He was talking to his friends, Yunho, Ryeowook, and Yoseob.  They were all older than the rest of us, but they all had class with us.

I stole quick glances at Jonghyun, who was looking at us. How come?

Maybe… he wants to be friends? I felt like slapping myself for thinking such crazy things. He was probably just looking for Minho.

I sat at my desk with Amber behind me and Taemin to my right. We were talking and laughing, but I couldn’t help but forget everything when Jonghyun came up to us.

“Hey Taemin” he smiled and waved to the youngest. Taemin grinned. “Oh, hey Jonghyun hyung.”

“Where’s Minho?”
I couldn’t help but pout at the fact that he was just looking for Minho. Taemin told him he was sick, and I thought he’d just go away, but instead, he pulled a chair and sat next to me.

I peeked over to him, and blushed when I saw he was staring at me too. I tried my best not to look at him. I’d only blush and make a fool of myself.

“Oh! Jonghyun hyung, I haven’t introduced you to these people yet!” Tae perked up and pointed to Amber and me. “This Amber, and that’s is Key”

 

Jonghyun looked at me and moved closer. “Your name’s Key?”

 

I tried my best to not sound so happy he knows my name. “Actually, my name is Kim Kibum, but my friends call me Key.”

“Ah, so should I call you Key or Kibum?”

I looked down and forced my attention on my many bracelets. “You can call me Key” I mumbled.

Thankfully, the teacher came in and ordered everyone to their seats. Jonghyun left and I sighed. Why do I have to be so shy around him?

Amber poked my back and I turned around. She was grinning from ear to ear. “I totally saw that.”

 

I furrowed my eyebrows. “What?”
She punched me lightly on the arm. “I knew it! You totally like Jonghyun!”

“I do not” I hissed. She chuckled. “Lies” she scoffed.

“Kim! Liu! Stop the whispering, we’re in class, concentrate.” The teacher scolded us.

I shot my best friend a quick ‘Thanks-a-lot’ look but she just rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out.

 

I tried to concentrate, but she just kept on humming.

“Kibum and Jonghyun, sitting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g”

I turned around. “Like someone like Jonghyun would want to kiss me.” I sighed.

“He would, I’m sure” she whispered. Her eyes grew wide. “Omo, Key! He may be your first!”

Taemin poked my arm. “What does she mean, your first? Have you ever kissed anyone before umma?”

I bit my lower lip and shook my head no. He frowned at me. “How come you never told me?” he pouted.

I mouthed sorry and he just nodded before turning back to the teacher.

I was going to do the same, but Amber just wouldn’t let up. “C’mon, I’ll set you up!” she whispered.

I blew air into my cheeks. I mean, I knew she was my closest friend in the world, and she was just trying to help me, but I don’t even know if I even like Jonghyun, much less want to date him.

 

“Amber, you can stop” I told her. She jutted out her bottom lip. “Key, you deserve to be happy.”

I smiled and patted her hand. “Thanks Amby, but let me do this myself.” I assured her. She screwed her lips to the side, but I knew she just wouldn’t stop.

 

Suddenly, the teacher called out in a deep voice.

“Jonghyun! Kibum! I’ve had enough of you two disrupting my class. Go out in the hall.”

I shot Amber a look, but she just grinned. How on earth would I be able to be alone with Jonghyun?

We went out and leaned against the wall. It was hopelessly silent, before I decided to speak.

“Uhm… Jonghyun right?” I said. I didn’t want him to know I knew him when he doesn’t even know who I am.

“Yeah” he said. Gosh, his voice was amazing. I looked at him and smiled. “I’ve seen you around.”

He looked at me, somewhat happy. “Oh” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

We fell silent once again before he turned towards me. I thought he was going to say something, but instead, he clumsily tripped over and stumbled forward.

I tried to catch him and push him forward, but he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down with him.

I yelped a little when I hit the ground. My head hurt a little but it wasn’t so bad.

I stared up at him and my heart was beating so fast, I was afraid it would punch a hole in my chest.

I stared at him, and he just stared back. What should I do?

Our faces were inches apart, and somehow, that space was slowly getting smaller as he leaned closer and closer until I could feel his breath on my lips.

He slowly closed his eyes as he got closer. What was he doing?! Was he. . . going to kiss me?

“Um…!” I said quickly. I shut my eyes tight and pushed him up. He fell back and I stood up quickly.

“Wh-what were you…” I was so surprised and flustered I couldn’t even finish my sentence.

He stood up. “I, um, was going. . . to kiss. . .you” he mumbled. I blushed hard. Did he like me?

“Why?” I asked. He still didn’t look at me, just at the floor. “I dunno.” Was his answer.

He doesn’t know? “Maybe, because you looked so. . . pretty?” he said.

Because I looked pretty? He was going to take my first kiss, just because he thought I was good looking?

“You face!” I suddenly spat out. He looked at me, surprised. “What?” he asked.

I fumed. “First kisses are supposed to be special and meaningful, you’re supposed to kiss someone you love, someone you truly care about. Not just somebody you just met that you think is ‘pretty’”

His eyes grew a little wide. “You haven’t had your first kiss yet?”

I looked anywhere but his face. “N-no” I stuttered.

“Oh.”

We stood there for a while, still silent before I decided to make up with him. “Um, sorry” I said quietly.

He looked over at me, confused. “For what?”

“Calling you a face and, um, pushing you” I said, staring at my feet. I thought he’d be mad, but actually, he chuckled.

“You shouldn’t apologize.  When you called me a face and pushed me, it was. . . cute.” He smiled at me, making me blush.

How come he makes me so crazy? “You’re such a player” I mumbled.

“Bwoh, me?” he asked, shocked.

 

I frowned. “Yeah, I see you talking to a lot of girls all the time.”

“That doesn’t mean I’m flirting with them or anything.”

“But you make them swoon.”

“I do?”

“Yes! You make everyone swoon”

“Then…” suddenly, he stepped closer. “Do I make you swoon?”

My face, again, turned a very bright red. “Uh, uhm. . .”

I didn’t exactly want to answer, and thank goodness the bell rang, which was weird. Class was usually longer. Well, whatever.

Amber came out and saw I was blushing. She had a satisfied grin on her face as she pulled me away. “Jonghyun, Key will see you later!” she called over her shoulder.

“Amber!” I hissed. She looked back. “What? You don’t want to see him later?”

I pouted, defeated. “No, I do.”
She grinned. “Exactly.”

“Anyways, why is class over so early?” I asked as we walked into our next class.

“They cut all the periods short today because of teacher meetings and stuff.” She told me a we arrived at our next class.

As we sat down at our desks, she practically jumped on my back. “So, what happened with Jonghyun?”

I looked around to see if anyone was listening. No one was paying attention to anybody else thankfully. I leaned closer to my best friends ear. “He, um, he tried to kiss me” I whispered.

Her eyes grew wide. “What?!” she practically yelled. Only a few people looked over at her before a bunch of girls ran over.

“Amber! Good morning!” they greeted shyly. I rolled my eyes. Amber was super popular, especially around girls.

“Tell me everything at lunch!” she called before leaving to her seat with the girls.

I sighed as class started and spaced out, thinking of Jonghyun. Why did he want to kiss me? He. . . likes me?

I sighed and frowned. No, he just thinks I’m pretty. And what’s even worse is that he knows that I haven’t had my first kiss yet.

 

 

~Jonghyun POV~

Gosh, why did I do that? He probably thinks I’m weird now.

“Yo, Jjong” I heard someone say, while poking the side of my head. I looked at Yoseob and frowned. “What? Stop doing that.”

He pouted. “I’m your hyung, I can do what I want” he stuck his tongue out at me.

“You sure don’t act like you’re older than me” I shot back. “You’re still in the freshman level English!”

“Stop your ing you two” Yunho sighed. Yoseob and I looked at each other and shut up. Yunho was the oldest out of all of us, and he was not in a good mood.

“Yunho, what happened?” Ryeowook asked. He just sighed.

“Jaejoong didn’t call back when I left him a voicemail yesterday and I haven’t seen him all day.”

 

“That’s what you’re upset about?” I said. He looked back at me and furrowed his eyebrows. “Well, why are you so silent?”

I screwed my lips to the side. “Okay, well you know Key? When we were out in the hall, I tripped and fell on top of him and, well. . . almost kissed him. And now things are just awkward.”

Yoseob’s eyes grew wide. “Wae? You almost kissed him?”

“Almost” I sighed.

“Did you try to kiss him?” Ryeowook asked me. “Um, maybe. . .” I replied.

“So, you want to kiss him?” Yunho said. I frowned.

“What is this, 20 questions? Okay, yes I almost kissed him, yes I tried to kiss him, and yes, I do want to kiss him alright?” I confessed.

“Oooh, Jonghyun has a crush” Yoseob sang, hopping on my back.

“Yah, get off and I never said I liked him.” I said as I shoved him off of me. I swear, he’s like a kid.

“But, you said you want to kiss him?” Ryeowook said. I sighed.

“Well, yeah, but, I’m not sure if I like like him.”

 

“Natural born lady/man killer” Yunho sighed as we walked into our next classroom.

 

“What? Why?” I pouted as they sat around me.

“You can’t almost kiss somebody while trying to kiss them and just brush it off like you don’t even love him. It’s either you do, or you don’t.”

Yoseob scratched the side of his head. “I’m not following” he sighed. Yunho just rolled his eyes and looked around. I know who he was looking for. Jaejoong.
Just then, as if on cue, a boy with long black hair dressed in white stepped inside and Yunho sprang up. Jaejoong took one look at Yunho and smiled as he ran over.

“Yunho! Ah, sorry, I got your voice mail but I couldn’t call back because my appa took my phone away.” He explained. Yunho pouted. “I was waiting all night for you to call. . .”

“Aaw, sorry yeobo.” Jaejoong said as he hugged his boyfriend tightly. Yunho smiled a bit as he pulled back and pecked his nose. “It’s okay” he assured him.

They held hands and walked to another part of the room. Lucky Yunho, he actually has someone to love.

The teacher walked in and we all shut up as we listened to the lesson. Something about the history of the metric system or something? Whatever, I was only thinking of one thing. Key.

 
Thank goodness all the periods were cut short today, I was about to fall asleep. I rushed out into the hall and waved goodbye to my friends. None of them were in my next class, but I think Key was. This would give me a chance to talk to him.

I went to my locker and looked around before spotting Taemin. “Oh, hello Jonghyun hyung!” he grinned as he started walking towards me. “Oh, Taemin! Have you seen Key?” I asked.

 

He looked puzzled. “No, why?” “Um, no reason.”

He shrugged and walked off again. I continued to search the crowd. Dammit, why were there so many people here?

I frowned. I guess I’ll just see him in class. Waking up the stairs, I started to think of him.

Do I really like him? I just met him! Maybe it’s love at first sight? I was interested in him when he came into the classroom this morning…
I shook my head. I am thinking way too much about this!

I tried to push him out of my mind when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I was surprised and happy to see Key standing there.

“Hey” he said, waving. I grinned. “Hi.” Maybe we can be friends for now.

“Sorry for calling you a player earlier” he said out of nowhere. I was surprised. “Oh? You’re all nice now?” I teased as we walked down another hallway.

He frowned at me. “Jeez, you’re so annoying!” he huffed as he started walking ahead of me.

I was wondering if I should regret saying that, but decided no when I could hear him tell me to “hurry my stupid short up”.
I smiled. Maybe I do like him. Maybe I do want to kiss him.

I grinned as I caught up to him. “What are you all smiley about?” he said as we entered the classroom.

“Nothing” I lied. He just looked at me as if I was an alien but went to his desk anyways.

I was going to sit where I usually do, but instead, I took the desk next to his.

“Um, okay then” he said as he put his books away. “What, I can’t sit next to you?” I pouted.

 

He just rolled his eyes and chuckled. 

I pouted again, even though I was smiling on the inside, thinking about something that may change everything about how I feel about this guy.

Yep, I was definitely going to give him the best first kiss ever.

 

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Chapter 2~ ^^

sorry for the late update the computers werent working and i would've updated yesterday but im sick D:

okai! well, i just had to put Yoseob and Ryeowook in the story!!

Yoseob is my ultimate bias <3 just look at him!

 

   

 

and i love ryeowook too <3

 

 

 

 

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