I entered the cafeteria, not being noticed by anybody. I hid my face behind my glasses hurrying to stand in line for lunch. People around me were socializing, talking about their plans for the weekend, and talking about some Dance Battle happening against some school. Not really caring I took out my drawing book out of my bag – earning some stares from people around me. I knew that I always weirded people out, but it didn’t bother me one bit. Why should it? It’s not like I’m going to spend my future with them.

My thoughts were broken when a bunch of girls rushed past me, pushing me on the floor in process. There was only one thing that could get girls so excited on campus – U-Kiss. It was a group of nine guys – Eli, Soohyun, Hoon, AJ, Alexander, Kibum, Kevin, Dongho, and of course Kiseop. They were the most loved guys in this school – almost every girl fell for their looks, charms, and dancing skills. Except for me. I never found them good looking, or charming (maybe because everytime they were around me I ended up on the floor), and I never saw them dance.

“Kiseop oppa! Do you have plans for this weekend?” a girl squealed, practically hanging onto his arm.

“I’m sorry, we have a dance practice,” I could see him smile warmly at the girl. Wow, I thought that he would blow her off; maybe he’s not as bad as I thought.

“Can you move up?” a rough voice barked at me. I looked at the owner of the voice, who just rudely pointed at the line. I just then noticed that it has moved up, and only I was standing in the same exact spot.

“Oh, sorry,” I muttered quietly, moving up.

“Stupid fangirl,” the same voice spoke.

Of course he would think that I was a fangirl. Which girl wasn’t – well I wasn’t. cursing myself under breath, I stood there quietly, not to cause anymore problems.

Kiseop’s POV

My friends and I entered the cafeteria, causing another group of girls to yell and squeal or names. Man! These girls were getting annoying, couldn’t they just mind their own business? I saw another group of girls coming toward us, and in the way they pushed a girl causing her to land on her . I wanted to go over there and help her, but a girl hung herself on my arm speaking in the most annoying voice ever:

“Kiseop oppa! Do you have plans for this weekend?”

“I’m sorry, we have a dance practice,” I smiled at the girl, stopping myself from throwing up on her. I didn’t exactly lie, we were having a dance practice, but I wasn’t planning on showing up anyway.

The girl pouted, still not letting go.

“Oppa has to go get an assignment from Mr. Lee,” I carefully tugged on my arm. The girl finally let go of me, and I ran out of the cafeteria to where my feet took me.

Sangrae’s POV

After I got my lunch I went back to the art room. It was the only place in the school that I didn’t feel like an outcast, maybe because I was the only person that spend my time there 24/7. I was just working on my latest self portrait. Putting my tray down on a table, I took a sandwich in my left hand and a pencil in my right hand. Carefully tracing my eye I took a small bite of my sandwich.

Suddenly, somebody opened the door abruptly causing me to drop my pencil. I turned around to see Kiseop standing in the doorframe.

“You mind if I stay here and hide from my fangirls?” he asked entering the room, closing the door behind himself.

“I don’t care,” I shrugged my shoulders turning around to face my painting.

“So you come here often?” his voice bothered me again. Couldn’t he just ignore me, like he always does?

“Well yeah,” I said, not really putting care in my answer.

“Do other people come here?” he asked, taking a seat next to my stool.

“It’s just me,” I said, getting irritated by second.

“Oh,” he put his head down. Finally, he wasn’t speaking.

Not paying attention to him, I continued with my activity. As I continued drawing, I could feel him starring at me. It felt like my personal bubble was going to burst any second.

Kiseop’s POV

I sat next to Sangrae unable to not stare at her. She had glasses on, but on the portrait she was painting, her face was clear of glasses. I couldn’t help but get attracted to the drawing. I wanted to take her glasses off to see if she really looked like that.

Not controlling my hands, I touched her face, causing her to flinch.

Sangrae’s POV

Suddenly Kiseop put his palm to my cheek, causing me to flinch. I dropped my pencil on the floor, and ran out of the room. I didn’t know what came over me. I didn’t know what to do. I guess I panicked.

Kiseop’s POV

She just ran out.

I guess I came on too strong for her.

Sangrae’s POV

After the day Kiseop came to the art room, he has been coming there every day. I know I should be probably weirded out, but I kind of got used to his company. I actually like having him around. He asked me to teach him how to draw bunnies, and it had to be the funniest day I ever had. Let me just tell you – if he dances like he draw – our school has no chance at the Dance Battle. Speaking of the Dance Battle. Kiseop finally explained to me what happens at the dance battle. Apparently – each school sends a dancing group to represent the school. Two schools battle each other, then the winner battles another school the next day and so on. The winner gets a trophy and the competitors get cash money.

Even though I have been spending time with Kiseop, I still haven’t seen him dance. I asked him to show me, but he didn’t yet.

Kiseop’s POV

Ever since the day is started talking to Sangrae I’ve been visiting the art room constantly. Soohyun hyung has been on my back for skipping dance practices, but I know the routine perfectly already. Shouldn’t I be dealing with my love life?

“Kiseop, don’t you have to practice for the dance battle?” I asked as him and I were in the art room having lunch.

“I already know the routine, perfectly,” he shook the question off.

“Oh, when is it?” I asked taking a sip out of my banana milk.

“In a week.”

“I’ll come and see it,” I smiled at the thought of finally seeing him dance.

“Deal,” Kiseop smiled.

Kiseop’s POV

After having lunch with Sangrae I headed to my dorm room, which I shared with Soohyun and Eli hyungs. As soon as I entered the room, I could feel the tension in the room.

“Where were you?” Soohyun hyung asked me.

“I was with Sangrae,” I answered taking a seat on my bed.

“We had a dance practice,” Eli stated.

“Well I know the routine already,” I answered taking my jacket off.

“We changed it,” Soohyun stated, getting up to face me.

“Why?” I asked. Why would they change it without asking me.

“AJ couldn’t get his part, so we had to change the whole ending,” Eli explained now standing next to Soohyun hyung.

“Well why didn’t you ask me for my opinion?” I asked. Now I was mad, why would they do it without consulting it with me, I mean I was part of the team.

“You weren’t showing up at practices!” Soohyun hyung yelled.

“Is this girl, really that important to you? That you just blow off what we have been working for since the beginning of the year?” Eli hyung asked.

So that’s what I’ve been missing huh? How could I be so irresponsible?

“I’m sorry, I won’t miss any practices from now on,” I said, really meaning it.

“I hope you mean it,” Soohyun hyung stated exiting the room.

Sangrae’s POV

Things haven’t been the same. Kiseop stopped coming to the art room. Every day I waited for him there, but every day my hopes were crushed. Every time he saw me in the hallways, I didn’t even get a hi. I tried to talk to him, but as always his fangirls were in the way.

It was sad, because I was in the middle of painting a birthday present for him. I decided to make a portrait of him, but I guess I won’t be giving it to him. Being the determined me – I still decided to finish it. The most I could do with it was have it for memories.

Kiseop’s POV

Since the talk I had with my hyungs, I stopped visiting Sangrae. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to spend time with her. It’s just that I was afraid that I was going to forget about dance practice like I did before. I decided it was better for me to avoid her until the thing would be over. I could see her around the campus trying to get to me, but again I stopped myself from saying anything to her.

It was really hard for me, considering the fact that I was falling more deeply in love with her than ever. My want to see her without glasses was also growing, but I decided to save it for after Dance Battle.

Sangrae’s POV

It was the day of the Dance Battle, and I was seriously questioning either to go or not. Half of me really wanted to see him dance, but my other half was thinking if he even wanted me there. I mean if he could so easily blow me off like that, he might not want me in his life.

I stared at his finished portrait. It was beautiful, just like him. I knew that throughout this experience I fell in love with him. I knew that he hurt me like crazy by ignoring me, but I couldn’t help but love him.

I looked at the clock on the wall of the art room. It was 5:30. The dance battle was about to start.

Not caring about my dignity I ran toward the main building on campus. I had to see him dance, it was killing me inside to see him, but I needed to at least see him.

Entering the packed building I made my way to the front of the crowd to see Kiseop and his group dancing. I was stunned. The way he moved, it looked so easy and flawless. My eyes didn’t care about the other eight guys that were dancing around him. They were only focused on him. If only he knew that I was watching.

So this is what he has been missing out on while he was with me. Guilt was eating me up alive, but at the same time – he was the one that chose to spend time with me.

As soon as the song ended the guys stood in poses – completely still. I took my chance to escape the crowd as everybody started cheering. I ran to the art room, where I felt safe. Where I felt safe to let my tears fall.

Kiseop’s POV

She saw me. She finally saw me dance.

As soon as I saw her in the crowd I wanted to stop dancing and run over to her. Tell her that it wasn’t my fault that I ignored her. Tell her how sorry I was.

As soon as the song ended I saw her disappear in the crowd of people, not caring about the screaming people around me, I ran after her. Getting out of the crowd was tough, but I did it. Unfortunately when I did – Sangrae was gone.

There was only one place where she could have gone to. Pushing all the people on my way I ran to the art building. As soon as I entered the familiar room, I was met with darkness. All of the windows were covered, and only a tiny ray of sun was coming through. It was falling on one painting in the middle of the room. I gasped as I realized that it was a painting of me.

Soft sobs caused me to stand still, to figure out where they were coming from. I walked to the farthest corner of the art room to find a petite figure on a stool. It was Sangrae.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, not looking at me.

“You painted me?” I asked.

“It was supposed to be your birthday present,” she sniffed, looking up at me.

“It’s amazing,” I smiled putting my palm on her cheek. Then it hit me. She wasn’t wearing her glasses. Oh how beautiful she looked.

“Why are you here?” she asked looking down at the floor.

“I missed you,” I answered placing my index finger and thumb under chin. I lifted her face to look at me.

“Well you didn’t have a problem with it, when you were ignoring me,” she sobbed.

“I was ignoring you so I wouldn’t forget about the Dance Battle. I was afraid that I would fall in love with you too much to forget about the Dance Battle and bring my team down. But I don’t think I can fall any deeper,” I smiled.

Sangrae’s POV

“I was ignoring you so I wouldn’t forget about the Dance Battle. I was afraid that I would fall in love with you too much to forget about the Dance Battle and bring my team down. But I don’t think I can fall any deeper,” he smiled.

“You didn’t just fall in love,” I spoke, “you made me fall with you.”

Kiseop gave me another smile before leaning in to kiss me.

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