November 27^th, 2012

“Hey.”

The one who was called merely looked up and smiled. “Hey,” muttered her softly.

He, whose mood was bright earlier, instantly turned sour the moment he walked in to the room. He rolled his eyes at the sight of two flower bouquets, the feeling of irritation all over his face. Baby’s breath and yellow tulips. The other then gestured him to take the unoccupied seat before her desk, a smile never leaving her beautiful face. Her smile had always been contagious to people, that’s why he couldn’t help but curving his thin lips upwards and smiling back at the girl figure, even though honestly he didn’t want to smile at the moment. He didn’t know if she noticed it or not, but the smile on his face, which supposed to look natural, was now looked rather forced and insincere.

It was all because of those flowers.  Well, it wasn’t because he hated flowers – he never hated flowers. It was more because of—

“Tch.” He groaned, scoffing.

The girl who was busy rearranging some documents to the drawer immediately stopped her activity to look at him. “… What, oppa?” She blinked.

“Nothing.” The other gave him a confused look before resuming what she was doing before.

He brought his hands to reach one of the bouquets, taking time to take a good look of the bouquet before putting it back. Everytime he came to pick her up, she always seemed to have, at least, two bouquets like this on the desk. And Sunggyu knew the reason to it – of course, he knew.

“… From Kyungsoo again?” He questioned as he leaned back on the chair, folding his arms across his chest. He hated this kind of thing.

“What?” The girl chuckled softly, shaking her head in process. “… No.”

“Tao?”

She shook her head again. “Wrong.”

He arched his eyebrow at her, definitely doubting her answer. “… Really? If it’s not them, who is it then?”

“Guess again,” She replied, dragging her last word. “You’re missing one person.”

While folding his arms across his chest, he was lost in his own thoughts, trying to figure out who that was. He knew some names of her suitor, some who bravely took their initiatives to ask her out in the public. He also knew some others who have special feelings for her but chickened out and preferred to stay silent, like Oh Sehun, the Math substitute teacher. “… One person, one person, huh? Who is— oh, is it that dancer guy? Kei? Kei, right?”

“It’s Kai, pabo,” She corrected, chuckling softly.

“Well, I mean him.”

Kim Sunggyu realized how popular she was. He couldn’t help but to be jealous everytime he saw those bouquets, love letters, and other presents from her suitors. She wasn’t even his, yet he was jealous.

He loved her after all.

But really, who wouldn’t adore Hong Yookyung anyway? Long, black locks which fell down to her back, the fair and lovely milky white complexion, and those puffy and squishy-looking cheeks. And also that sheepish smile that always plastered on her face.

No one could deny that she had such a beautiful, physical appearance.

Her personality, however, was the main reason why people liked her. She was actually the quiet and reserved type, one who wouldn’t talk unless she needed to, one who would get shy to make conversations. She was warm-hearted and well-mannered to everyone, thus gaining the “Everyone’s Favorite” nickname. It’s also not that surprising to know she had many secret admirers and also became the source of jealousy.

And Sunggyu had to be so patient these past two months, to pretend like he wasn’t affected with everything her suitors had sent her. It was harder that she didn’t know his feelings. Yet.

“… Oh, good evening, Yookyung sunsaengnim.” The sudden voice caused the two to hold their heads up simultaneously, only to find a man beaming at them.

Sunggyu, knowing who it was, just couldn’t help to become irritated inside. He was trying hard not to show annoyance on his face and smiled, once again, rather forcefully.

“… And Sunggyu-ssi.”

“Evening, Kyungsoo sunsaengnim,” The young woman replied with a smile. She glared at the man sitting before her and silently told him to greet the other man.

“Good evening, Kyungsoo-ssi.” Sunggyu rose from his seat and stood to his full height, offering handshake to the other teacher, which he immediately shook. “Nice to meet you again.”

“Nice to meet you too, Sunggyu-ssi,” answered Kyungsoo. “… So, are you guys going to go home now?”

“Well—”

“Actually, yes, Kyungsoo-ssi,” Before the woman could finish her words, the slightly taller man interrupted.

“A-ah, I see.”

There was a brief silence between them and Yookyung could only stare weirdly at the two men who were now standing, facing each others. “W-well, I guess… I shall see you tomorrow, Kyungsoo sunsaengnim?” She spoke eventually, breaking the somehow intense situation.

“A-ah, yes, sure, Yookyung sunsaengnim. See you tomorrow,” The Music teacher nodded, grinning widely at her.

The pair bowed respectfully before finally exiting from the room. As they walked side by side, Sunggyu could sense that he was slowly burning because of the sharp gaze the woman gave to him. “… What?” He spat. His tone was slightly higher than normal.

“You cut off my words,” she stated, as if it was the most obvious thing.

“Sorry, then.”

She scoffed and glared at him. “Huh. You don’t sound like you’re really sorry, though.”

“… Fine, I’m sorry. I won’t do it next time,” He apologized, looking at her in the eyes. “Forgive me?”

“Hmm… Okay, you’re forgiven!”

The two were then so absorbed in their conversation, sharing a few laughters with each others as they slowly headed out the school grounds.

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And without them knowing, a pair of eyes was watching them. So closely.

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