if these words reach you
Description
Math is difficult, sure. Hitomi won’t argue against that. But if there’s one more thing harder than math, falling for your tablemate should be one strong contender. (highschool au, inspired by iz*chu s2)
A/N: Hello! Sorry for not updating Hearts on Detours yet--I'm trying my best to work on it amidst the assignments I'm drowning in, I promise. This one's just a quick oneshot that wouldn't stop bugging me ever since I watched the first episode of IZ*ONE Chu S2 (so, like, since several hours ago). I hope I could post the entirety of it before this week ends. Please wait a bit more! ^^
A/N 19/03/24: [waves awkwardly from under a mountain of words piling over me] Uhhh. Hello! So, breaking news, I've done ed up. And by that I really meant I miscalculated and instead of a decent 5k, maybe at most 7k oneshot, I'm currently knee-deep in this story with 20k words recorded in microsoft word. That's 80 pages. It's officially in a novella range. And it's not yet finished. I've given this a lot of thought, and the only part left to be written is really the bits leading up to the end, so I'm confident I'll be able to finish this next week even with the assignments I'll have to juggle it up with. I've found a nice checkpoint to split the story in half, and I think I could use some feedbacks to spur myself all the way into the end of this accidental giant of a story, be it in the form of comments, upvotes (I'm humbled and thankful for those who've upvoted even before I uploaded the story!), or subscriptions. So I'm going to make this into a two-shot instead of the original plan of a oneshot. I hope it's okay! Happy reading and see you again soon! ^^
A/N 19/04/07: [comes out of hiding] Hello!!! I'm so sorry for having not been able to reply to your nice comments :(( but they lend me strength beyond only this fic, they've made me smile and laugh throughout the days I spent slaving away for uni works and I can't thank you enough! I read and treasure every one of them!!! Also, remember when I said I'll split the story in half, ha... that's before the story grows into a total of 26k words... What Have I Done Why Am I Doing This To Myself. As it is, I'm going to actually make this into a three-parts story, with the second part uploaded just now! I hope you guys didn't mind. Thank you a lot for patiently waiting, for the support, and for the enthusiasm! Do tell me your thoughts, happy reading and see you later! ^^
Foreword
It’s Wednesday. Wednesday means math first thing in the morning. Wednesday means early death.
Their teacher is waxing poetic about integrals and derivations in the front of the class, but Hitomi’s tablemate is focused on entirely something else. Hitomi tries not to stare from the corner of her eye as Chaewon scribbles words different from the sentences inscribed on the whiteboard, tries not to pay attention to the growing smile on Chaewon’s face.
Tries to ignore the sinking of her stomach when Chaewon balls up the paper and throws it to the back row, towards Minjoo’s direction.
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