It has been a week worth of trying to get him to talk to me, but no matter what, it was useless. He never locked eye contact with me, and even sitting next to me, he never spoke to me or even looked.

Even though I get no response, I just keep trying because I was willing to know what's wrong. In thought, I flipped the page in my notebook, and accidentally bumped my elbow into his side. "Sorry! Sorry..." I say to him, startling myself, as well as the other students around us.

He didn't even respond, and was still writing in his notebook like nothing had happened. I sighed, and sat back properly in my chair as whispers were made in my way.

"What's up with Taeyeon saying sorry these days?" "That's so rare for her to say sorry." "You know what's even strange? He's not even responding to her anymore." "I wonder what happened to them..."

"Yah! Can you guys be quiet?! I'm trying to write important notes here!" Yoona exploded at the other girl students, and they immediately hushed at her frightening explosion. I looked over to Yoona, and nodded thanks towards her.

"What is going on here? Is someone making a disruption while I'm in the middle of teaching?" Our teacher says as he turned around from the board, looking at us

"No, there's nothing going on, seonsaeng-nim." Jungkook said, and the girls swooned. I rolled my eyes, and sat forward in my seat. As class went back to normal again, I couldn't help but look at V in the corner of my eyes while I was writing in my notebook.

His eyes were only looking at the notebook, and somehow I started to wish I was that notebook, and started to get jealous. I snapped out of it, and sat back up. Omo... what is wrong with me? All of a sudden I'm jealous of a notebook? I found it rather funny, and started to giggle.

I dropped my pencil, and pressed both my hands on my cheeks, and pressed on them together and made a fish face as I giggled. There was a movement beside me, and I turned to see him moving comfortably in his chair.

He's not even looking at my aegyo anymore... My hands fell on my lap, and I felt all sad again as I slouched in my chair. "You're never going to notice me anymore..." I say in almost a whisper. I didn't realize I even said it out loud, and I looked up at him.

I saw how his adam apple on his neck was moving and he gulped, taking his lips in as his eyes blinked rapidly as if he heard what I said. I turned back to my notebook, and picked up my pencil to write again, and regretted it. I soon noticed how he wasn't writing anymore, but playing with his pencil in his hand. Even if I noticed it, it was nothing anyways.

With a sigh, I turned back to my notebook, and continued on. The bell finally rang for lunch, and everyone stood up and went towards the door to the cafeteria. "Are you coming, Taeyeon?" Seohyun asked as I turned to see Yoona and Tiffany waiting for me.

"Yeah, I'm coming." I say, getting out of my seat and walked with them out of the hallway. While walking with them, I remembered I didn't bring my lunch money. "Guys, wait a minute. I think I left my wallet back at the classroom. You guys can go, I can get it by myself." I say, and they nodded.

"Okay. We'll save you a seat at our main table!" Yoona said as they waved back, and I smiled and turned around to get back to the classroom. Once I reached the classroom, I stepped inside to see V standing in front of our classroom teacher, his back facing me.

I immediately stepped out, and hid behind the wall next to the door. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I needed to get my money in the classroom. "Seonsaeng-nim... I need to talk to you about something." He said, his voice hollow and coarse.

How I missed his voice, and wished it was directly at me. "Yes, what is that do you need?" "... I want to switch desks." He said, and I held my mouth. "Why? Isn't your seating spot good enough?"

"No. My seatmate, Taeyeon... she's a distraction to me, so I want to move away from her to properly focus my study more." He said in that mono tuned voice again. "If that's the case... why don't I switch your seats with Jungkook then?" "That would be great." He said, and I couldn't help but turn away, and run away from the classroom.

I didn't know where I was going, but I just knew I needed to get away from there. I ran out of the school building, and straight towards the benches in the corner of the garden, and took a deep breath as I breathed the fresh air as I walked towards the bench, and sat down in it.

He really didn't want my presence to be near him anymore? I really think when said, that everything was a mistake... it was starting to reveal that it was the truth, and not a joke.

The tears escaped from my eyes, and I started to cry again. Why was this happening to us? Why was he trying to stay away from me? What is going on... with us?

"Ah geez... more sweat?" I stopped, and turned around. At first, I didn't see anyone, but when I turned the other way, I saw a figure of a person lying on the other bench, a jacket on his face.

"Who...