It had been days since the girls had met the two boys. Soyung was busy avoiding Gina, since she seemed to have so much to say. The last time they talked, it was because Gina wanted to try making fun of her again. Of course, Soyung was bored with it and left in the middle of what was supposed to be an insult. Gina was going to make her later for class, and she really would rather go to math class rather than listen to her talk about why she's better than her. Sitting in her science class, the girl listened simply to her teacher. Right now he was going over things that were going to be on a near test, so she was jotting down notes in her binder. If there was one thing to motivate her to study, it was the face that she had nice writing and cute pens. Soyung was someone who gravitated to anything cute, even if completely useless. She didn't really mind spending a few dollars on a cute eraser she would never use in fear of ruining it's cute face. Resting her elbow on her desk, she then settled her chin on her palm. Looking up at her teacher, she continued to write about the criteria. Nibbling at her bottom lip, she tried to pay attention, but she sat too close to the windows. Here on the third floor you could really see everything, so she kept spying movement out of the corner of her eye. Probably a gym class running. When she turned her head momentarily, she noticed it was a senior class.

Narrowing her eyes to get a better look, she watched the boy's run laps steadily. She was envious, because she could only run a lap or two before dying internally and externally. Pouting subconsciously, she began checking to see who was in the class. She knew a few, one who she knew worked at a cafe part time, another she sees in the library sometimes, and a handful took the bus with her. Looking back at her teacher, she discovered he was talking to someone from another class, who probably came to get something for their own teacher.

This bought her more daydreaming time. Turning again, she peeked out a bit farther, forming a small 'o' when she spotted Kyungil. He was smiling again, probably because a male shorter than him was yelling while running alongside him. Boys were dumb, but then again if she was out there with Minjae they'd be screeching at the back of the line of people, so she acknowledged it. She accidentally spent way too much time looking at Kyungil, just watching him run, watching his hair be pushed by the breeze, watching him smile and talk to the other boy. Watching him breathe.... okay... too creepy? She shook her head, looking back down at her notes and clearing .

Waaaay too creepy, what ar