"We," she panted twice," are," she panted again, sweat glistening on her forehead," here." We were two minutes before the bell rang, enough time to go to our seats, but not enough time to catch our breaths. As she and I plunked down on our designated seats, we couldn't say any or do anything besides breathe heavily. I'm going to die, I thought to my self as I panted, I'm going to die of running. They will engrave on my tombstone," Yoseob, the boy that died of exercise." I will never move again. I glanced over at Jieun whose face was etched in pure agony. Her face, white as marble, glistened with sweat at her coca colored eyes drooped sleepily.

"We made it," she managed to pant out, dry," now we could just-" She didn't finish because, by the time she was about to say another word, Mr. Lee interrupted the murmur of the class by the ruler in his hand. When we all quieted down, he smiled cheerfully and wrote on the board.

"Now, midterms are happening soon, as your teacher, I have to review with you guys. Jieun, I know that you've only been here a day so you're going to have to quicken the pace when it comes to our topics. Wait, you must've learnt in your other school right? So you don't have to go too slow during review unless you have some questions. Anyway, what would be the most problematic subject for you guys?" I glanced at Jieun who, this time, wasn't exactly focusing on the board. I recovered from running already, but she still seemed completely exhausted. I guess she's not good at physical activities.

"Hey Jieunie, you alright?" Wooyoung asked, facing directly at her. I wanted to ask that! That's not fair.

"Hmm? *pant* Yeah. I'm fine. I'm just not really good at running and stuff like that," she managed to whisper, her eyes facing the board. Wooyoung stared at her intensely, probably wanting to trace any sign of lie, but he soon gave up after the teacher called him up to do a problem on the board. As usual, he got the problem wrong. He never really was that good in school, well, that's what he told me.

He sat back down on his seat after being explained about the problem and went back to trying to talk to Jieun. In return to his efforts to have a decent conversation, she tried to pay attention, her eyes shifting continuously to Wooyoung and the teacher. She didn't seem to pay attention to both, for her eyes kept drooping down constantly only to shoot up to stay awake. I felt a bit sorry for her, seeing how tired she was, and tried to signal Wooyoung to stop bothering her, but the guy just wouldn't shut up. It wasn't until the ending of class did he finally leave her alone.

When class ended, everyone left except for Jieun and me. I was usually one of the last to get out since I take a lot of time to pack my things. Once I was done, I was about to leave, but remembered that Jieun was still in the room. "Aish~ I forgot my...book in there," I said aloud. I don't really know why I was making an excuse because there was no one around, but I guess it didn't really matter.

Once I got inside, I couldn't help but smile a little. There, on her desk, lay the sleeping angel that would touch the hearts of many. She looked so ADORABLE! Her eyelids were sparkly, probably yawned before falling asleep. Her cheeks looked squished on her arms, making them look irresistible to pinch. Her hair fell partly on her face, covering part of her forehead and cheek. Lastly, her lips. They looked so cherry red and plump, I couldn't help but have the urge to kiss them all day. As I approached her, I couldn't stop staring at the pair of lips. Unconsciously, I my own.

...Lips...OH GOD WHAT'S HAPPENING?!

I was growing mad, and my urge to take her lips in to mine was strong. However, no matter how tempting and vulnerable she was, I fought back. I only knew her a day. A DAY! I don't have the right to do that yet. So, instead of kissing her, I sat in front of her, just to look at her. It's stalker-ish, I know, but I'd rather do this than be a ert and do weird stuff like what Wooyoung and some other guys. I was a few inches to her face, and I was really REALLY tempted, but I thought that just being with her, to be right in front of her, was good enough for me. Besides, I never had my first kiss before. I wouldn't know how to do that anyway.

So I sat in front of her, gazing at her features, occasionally having enough courage to poke her cheeks to see if she would wake up. She didn't. After about thirty minutes of just staring, I started to feel sleepy as well. I yawned to keep myself awake and slapped myself softly to not fall asleep. Soon sleepiness took over me and I was in a closed dream, in front of Jieun.

Zzzz....Yoseob?

Yoseob....YOSEOB!!!

"OW. What the-Jieun! Wait! Stop-OW- hitting-Aish-ME! Wait stop!" I yelled, trying to block myself with various hand motions. I only fell asleep for a few minutes and the next thing I know, I being slapped by an angel.

"What. Were. You. Doing?! ert! What were your trying to do? Huh? Take this (me: OWIE) and This (me:Yaish!) and THIS! (me: OWWW)" Her continuous slapping was killing me, and she obviously got the wrong idea.

"Wait Jieun-OWW- Let me-Yah stop hitting me and let me talk! Anyway, I just wanted to make sure you were safe sleeping. I wasn't doing anything I swear!" Eventually, her slaps faded and her eyes that were once lit up in fury, faded in to that soft warm feeling that I was more familiar with. She looked away, her face with embarrassment, and cleared .

"Uh..Sorry and...T-thanks," she squeaked, avoided my gaze. I was glad with her thank you, but I felt like I should so I decided to bug her more.

"What did you say? Sorry I wasn't really listening."

"I said Thanks," she squeaked again, lowering her volume. I felt like laughing at her cute answer. Darn, her cuteness is just SO cute.

"I didn't hear you. What did you-"

I said THANKS!" Jieun yelled, her puppy eyes showing. She pouted cutely, making my heart flip flop. I felt the heat rising in my cheeks and turned slightly away so she couldn't see me blush.

"Ah um. It's..It's nothing. No big deal," I spluttered out, mentally attacking myself on the head. Seriously? I was supposed to act cool and manly, not like some baby faced boy. Then again, I do have that look.

So after a minute of silence, she cleared again to get my attention and looked my direction. "We should be going now right? It's getting late." She began to pack her things, rubbing her eyes as she did so. Still sleepy. How adorable.

"Yeah w-we should," I answered, fixing my school uniform. We went back in to silence, me fixing my uniform and her packing her bag. Awkwardness was the only comrade for both of us as we were preparing, and it didn't get any better.

So after we were done packing, we left together, still in silence. It wasn't until I realized that we were walking the same route did I get confused and spoke up. "Wait, are you assisting me or something? Why are you following me?"

"What? Aren't you following me?"

"No, my house is this route."

"Really? my house is this route too."

"...That's...a really big coincidence. Well, let's walk home then...together."

"Uh yeah.. Let's go...together." Well that was the last thing we said to each other before we turned the atmosphere in to silence. Once we reached to her home that was a few houses away from my own, I waved goodbye awkwardly. She returned the gesture, but only raised it a little before scurrying away in to her house. I smiled a little at her awkwardness. It was funny, and it made me just find her even more cute. After the good bye, I went back to my own house, thinking of how I should greet her tomorrow.

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"DUH PUCK!" Kikwang exclaimed as the rest of us were covering our ears. Damn he screams loud. The rest and he were all video chatting and, although they weren't really with him, he still screamed loud enough for all of them to think that a chicken was yelping in our ears. "So your serious? Ten guys were talking about her? No wait, FORTY?!"

"Yeah. Even Dongwoon is taking a liking of her," Hyunseung said, rubbing his ear," Anyway, could you stop screaming?"

"Wait what?" I asked as I walked to Kikwang. I just came home to see them doing this, so I didn't really know what girl they were talking about.

"You're here this late? You should've been home an hour ago," Kikwang scolded, his eyebrows furrowed. I shrugged as I went to the kitchen, pulled out a bottle of ice-cold water, and went back to plunk down on the couch next to him.

"So who's this girl you're talking about? She seems popular," I asked, changing the subject. Kikwang was about to open his mouth to scold me again, but was interrupted by Doojoon.

"Seobie! Didn't you know? The new girl is popular already and she didn't know that. I know fifteen guys in the school have a crush on her already because she was pretty and smart. Some are wanting to ask her out tomorrow. I also heard that she also solved a math problem more complicated than the stuff you learn in college. True?" New girl? Pretty and smart? The hard math problem? I cringed at the only possibility of the girl they were talking about.

"Yoseob? How come you aren't answering?" Junhyung asked, a worried look on his face. Kikwang looked at me as well with the same face while everyone else was quiet.

"Uh, sorry but...I don't feel really well. I'm going to go rest," I said slowly, my eyes wanting to spill tears but my mind telling me to keep it together. I walked up, still forcing myself to keep it in until I reached my room. After behind my bedroom door, I slid to the floor and let my tears fall.

If she's popular, that means that all the boys will like her. If they all like her, she's bound to find someone special. That means...there is the highest possibility that her special person...

won't be me.

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Surprisingly, this took me a whole week. I know right? A whole week for one chapter? I'm so lazy xD

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