I hurry to grab it and take a look at it, hoping for me to be the first. As soon as I see the picture of her with only the reflection of her body in a mirror, wearing an adorable outfit, I like it and do it way before anyone else.

I wonder what she feels when she receives the notification that tells her I liked it. When I receive one with her name on it, there is always that fizzy feeling in my chest, and I hate it. I hate to feel so weak for someone.

We do not even know each other's names, we never spoke to each other, and yet, I am a bit addicted. What is wrong with me?

•••

I get out of the shower and grab a towel to use it, walking up to the large mirror. I peek up at my reflection and wrap the fabric around my waist to cover my unwanted erection. I take hold of my phone, and I open the camera, pick a filter while checking how it looks with each of them. Once I find the perfect one, I get the perfect angle, and I lower the towel to reveal more of my abs with the v line. I flex my muscles to make them even more visible, and I take a picture.

I hurry to see how this looks, and I do not even hesitate before posting it on Instagram. Feeling satisfied with today's update, I lock my phone and take my towel away to put it in the laundry basket, turn the lights, and get out. Since Chiwon is already asleep, I make myself quiet and grab a pair of sweatpants to put them on and get on my bed.

I do not even check my notifications, I am way too exhausted, so I lie down and put my phone under my pillow to close my eyes and just let myself drift to my dreams.

— Next day —

I leave the bathroom in a pair of jeans, and I get on my bed but bend over to reach out for the mini-fridge. "Your Starbucks is on the right," Chiwon knows I'm looking for it, so I grab it and close it to enjoy my cold drink. "Are you gonna wear your new hoodie?" he packs his bag to get ready to leave the room, and I nod but take my phone. "Yeah. I hope I won't be too hot in it."

"It's cold today so don't worry about that," he ruffles his hair to style them the same way as he does every day, and he carries his bag on one of his shoulders. He heads to the fridge to take his Starbucks. "I'm leaving, see you later," he leaves the room, and I focus on my phone, checking the comments people left on my last post.

The one that does not surprise me but bothers me is the one from Gayoon.

_ hot as always bub _

She has a boyfriend, who is my best friend, but she still dares to do this. What the hell is wrong with this hoe?

I open the comments that were sent to her but chuckle at what Hojun told her.

_ stfu girl he doesn't want your ass here _

_ _ wtf you're mad? I'm just complimenting him _

_ cause you have a boyfriend maybe? Who i remind you is our best friend. You're such a bitch, I don't even know how Minhyuk can still love you _

_ _ Mind your own fucking business and stop being jealous bcs no girl wants you _

_ if girls are all like you its not a problem. Im better off alone tbh but I leave it here coz i dont wanna waste my time anymore _

I laugh at those kids but cannot deny the satisfaction I feel with the way he just put her in her place. I read the other horny messages but then look at the likes to check if the name I want to see is there. Once I catch sight of 'Nounours', the happiness fills me, and I leave the application to stand up. I leave my drink on my nightstand and get to my wardrobe to take my new hoodie out and put it on.

I remove the tag and throw it out, move to my bag to grab it, take my drink and my phone, and I put my shoes on to get out of here. I leave my phone in a pocket of my jeans, but once I close the door and bring my coffee to my mouth, the fragrance that I can smell here makes me gaze up very quickly. My heart hits my chest at the exact moment that I make eye contact with the girl I cannot stop thinking about.

I keep my eyes on her as she is staying next to her friend, and I uncontrollably look her up and down but leave as I could not help licking my lips. She is so pretty and cute in those clothes.

"Jungkook, wait!" someone stops me, so I turn around to give my attention to the girl who called me. "What?" I take a sip but notice that she is the person who was by the 'Nounours' one side. They both get closer to me, but my heart does not react like a man's one should, and I slightly panic.

"Have you seen what happened in the comments of your last post?" she asks me, my eyes peeking at the girl behind her who seems nervous while hugging her book. "Yeah, why?"

"Gayoon wants to talk to you," she mentions this witch, so I make it obvious she ruined my mood because of her. "But I don't want to. I don't like this girl."

"Why?" she pretends to not understand. "Because she always flirts with me even though she's with Minhyuk. I hate her."

"She doesn't flirt, she just jokes with you because you're his best friend," she finds an excuse, but I give up on trying to contradict her. "Whatever, I don't want to talk to her," I walk away after forcing myself to not look at the cute girl again, and I drink the rest of my coffee to throw my cup out and walk down the stairs. I make my way to the garden and join my friends.

"Hey," I get between Hojun and Kimoon, and they all greet me. "Hello," Hojun squints his eyes at me to give me a rude look, and I chuckle. "What's your problem again?"

"Are you enjoying life? Uh? Do you like making people insecure with your body?" he jokes with me but still tells some truth, talking about my last night post. "Oh, shut up. I just like this type of content."

"But you can keep your dick out of the pic! Dude— It's so obvious that you're flexing like 'hey, my hoes. Look, I'm so big that the outline can be seen against a towel'," he never closes his mouth but complains because of his envy, and I laugh without meaning to hurt his feelings. "I'm just confident about this, and I like to flex, don't embarrass me like that, okay?"

"Embarrass? You can't be embarrassed with a body like that, you know all the girls are thirsty for you," he states what a lot of my friends always tell me, but I shrug. "But I don't care about them."

"Ah yeah?" he raises his eyebrows, and his mood changes. "And what about that 'Nounours' girl you follow? You like all her posts without missing one, who is she?" he catches me, and I instantly feel the shyness pop inside of me. It is a relief that she does not show her face though, otherwise, he would know who she is and tease me about it all the time. "I don't know...just a cute girl..."

"I think she's friends with Aera and her twin," Kimoon makes me panic with a fact, and my eyes dart towards him. "She's not..."

"Ah yeah?" he scoffs at my reaction, and Hojun quickly understands what this means. I am nervous. "How do you knew she's not if she's just a 'cute girl' as you say?"

"Shut up," I bite my lips and regret saying something. "You're anxious as hell. She's definitely the girl you always eye fuck. I saw you yesterday, so I know it."

"You don't know anything," I shake my head and contradict what he claims to be the truth, my anxiousness rising way too fast. "I'm loving this tea," Hojun does not miss a chance, he enjoys every second of this while I am struggling to breathe. I do not want any of them to know about this girl. If they ever get to know who she is, and how I feel about her, they will never leave me alone, never. They will do everything to set me up with her.

"I can look around us and show you who she is to prove you if you don't believe me," he dares to say, but since I need to make it clear he is wrong, I defy him to do it. "All right, come on," I feign confidence and courage, but he turns around and looks for her, making me fear that this might not be a joke or trap to get me to say who that girl is.

My heart races as his eyes are scanning the people near us, but Hojun's little laughter in my ear irritates me. I nibble on my inner lip, sliding my hands in the pockets of my jeans, I check where he is looking at, but he stops. "She's there, the one in a white hoodie and skirt with thigh-high socks," he sets his attention on me to check up on my reaction, but I do not even need to look to know that he got the right girl.

"It's not her," I lie, and I glance away but poke my cheek with my tongue to conceal my nervous smile, but Hojun leans towards me to take a look at her and be way too obvious. I hope she is focusing on something else, if she is not, I am dead. "Is she the one next to Aera's boyfriend?" he asks to make sure, and Kimoon confirms.

I hate this moment so much, I am not feeling good.

"I said it's not her," I insist on this falsehood, not admitting what could get me in a bad position. "Stop lying. I know it's her, you're literally shy right now."

"I'm not shy," my insecurity exposes me by burning making me act dumb, and I gulp down and lower my gaze to the ground. "Really? So that girl is not the one you always stare at? Right? You did not smile right after seeing her get shy because you made eye contact with her yesterday? That never happened, just my imagination," he makes it impossible for me to not be uneasy when all of this did happen, and I fidget on my spot, nibbling on my inner cheek uncontrollably. "Just...Leave me alone. That's not her, okay?"

"All right, let me check that right now then," he takes his phone out and stresses me out, so I keep my eyes on him to know what he is doing. He opens Instagram, and he steps away, but I grab his arm and stop him. "What are you doing?"

"I'm checking if you're just lying," he smirks and tries to continue his way towards her, but I stand before him, not letting this happen. "No, you're not. Leave her alone and don't embarrass me by doing something stupid."

"Why are you scared if you don't know that girl?" he does not show any mercy to me. "What are you going to tell her?" I cannot help but ask to know, desperately attempting to save myself from this. "I'm just gonna ask what's her name and if this is her account," he shows me his phone screen to put her Instagram within sight. He is going to know, and if he approaches this girl, she is going to know that it was because of me.

"Don't do that. It's her. Happy?" I disclose. "So don't do anything but keep your mouth shut about this."

A cocky smile grows on his face, and he locks his phone to put it back in his pocket. "Don't you want to know her name?" he asks a question that I badly want to answer with 'yes, I do' but cannot. "No, I'm fine. If I want to know her name, I'll ask her," I go back to where I was, hating this morning and day that has not started well at all. "You're bad at lying, Kook," Hojun adds more frustration to it, so I punch him in the arm. "Shut the fuck up."

•••

I yawn while heading out of the classroom but take my phone out and make my way to the outside right away. I walk through the garden while answering a text, and I leave the campus since I already warned my friends.

Once the message is sent to my only girl friend, I look in front of me and put my hood on to not feel the cold wind blow in my neck while I am heading to the Subway, where I hope 'Nounours' will be. I move my tongue in my mouth to play with my piercing, feeling bored.

In short seconds, I get to the place and enter it, stepping inside some warmth. I pull my hood down and close the door behind me after making the bell ring, and I peek up at the checkout but notice the girl I was dying to see.

I cannot lie, I noticed these last days that she always has a subway snack during lunch and sometimes is not at the cafeteria, so I thought to myself that she might spend some time here and that if I come here too, I might come across her. This is not stalking, I just want to see her without having my friends around. Maybe I'm obsessed. Maybe this is bad, but I just really want to try to make a move. I literally have her on my mind all the time, and this is so hard to deal with it.

To my greatest relief, she does not notice me, so I get right behind her as she's about to order. Does that mean I am going to hear her voice for the first time?

Feeling my heart pound way too hard for me to act like I don't care, I keep some distance between us to not be stuck against her, but she raises her eyes up from her phone. She is so freaking cute, I hate my brain and weakness.

I am craving her attention now, I want to do something and get her to know I am here, very close to her. This does not happen often, so I should grasp this opportunity without thinking about how shy I am. I am usually pretty confident, but here, right now, with her near me, I am not.

I clear my throat as I just saw her fix her skirt around her waist, but she does not turn around. For some reason, my eyes make their way down to her thighs, but as soon as I see the thickness just right above the thigh-high socks because of the tightness, I bite my inner cheek and hurry to glance away. I am not liking it. I am not.

She suddenly bumps into me as the guy before her stepped back, getting my hand to cup her waist, but she whirls around and takes one of the earbuds, that I did not see under her hair, out.