I fell asleep in the library waiting for Jinyoung, he was suppose to help me study for my history exam. Though, these days he seems much busier than usual. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. I felt a slight tickle on my side, my whole body bounced up. It was Jinyoung who tried to contain his laugh. 

"Hey sleepy head." I pouted as he sat in front of me. "I wouldn't have fallen asleep if someone came on time." Jinyoung smiled, "Look, I'm sorry, can I make it up with ice cream." A smile arose and I just nodded. For the next five hours we studied. Honestly, Korean history was the most interestingly complicated subject to learn, and it didn't help that I wasn't one hundred percent focus. Every time Jinyoung spoke all I could do was look at his lips. Is it weird that I find them...mesmerizing. "Alright! I think we should stop here today." I nodded looking down. Jinyoung was hurrying as if he was in a rush and I wondered why? Normally he'd wait, but these days he comes and goes. 

I didn't even get to ask him about my penguin. I began to close my books. Thinking about it, would us living together really work? I already feel like I'm becoming clingy, and he's stated that I'm not his type. What if I step over my boundaries and do something stupid. 

He's probably already gotten someone. Maybe that's why I don't see him all that often anymore. I've gotten slim over the year...all thanks to him, and now people pay attention to me a little bit more, but I still find his company the best. I dragged my bag as I got up, walking outside the library. My phone began to vibrate. 

It was a text from Jinyoung. I smiled clicking on the newly received message. Mr. Fluffy Buns is A okay! I giggled responding, that's not his name. Who names a penguin that? I placed my phone back into my pocket, but it wasn't long before it began vibrating again, I made it back to my dorm room before I looked at my phone again. 

He had sent a picture of him and my penguin, and of course a caption stating, Me and Mr. Fluffy Buns Snacking. I laughed shaking my head. Though I became quite when my roommate came in. I never told Jinyoung who my roommate was this year, frankly he would flip out if he did know, but it was Taejoon. 

Although he's a bit aggressive, he's not so bad. I watched him sit down on his bed, he stared at me for a long while. 

"You lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you."

"Before or after I punched you?" Taejoon exhaled a laugh. He pointed. "You think you're funny." I shrugged. "I've been told I had quite a few jokes up my sleeves." The taller boy nodded, laying down. "Say, Taejoon..." 

He didn't respond, but I knew he was listening. "What's your story?" He was surprised that I had asked the question. He'd probably assume that if I had anything to ask it'll probably be about Jinyoung, but for some reason I felt like Taejoon wasn't as bad. Sure, he did a lot of bad things, but nothing will ever amount to the pain that the individual has been through. 

"Why do you care?" I tapped my finger on my desk. "Just cause..." It irked him a little, "Look, don't take pity on me, it might have worked with Jinyoung, but I'm not here to make your acquaintance, no as a matter of fact I don't need people to understand me or be my friend." He shifted on his bed. I took that as a no, but he spoke a little.

"I wasn't always a bully..." I turned towards him. He was staring at the wall blankly. I didn't think it was necessary for me to say anything else. I just