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"Y/N?"

"Go away.."

"Come on"

"Leave me alone"

"Y/N L/N!"

"Aaaah!"

As soon as she opened her eyes, Y/N was scrambling away from the horrid sight that greets her. The recognizable face of her roommate was caked in a black clay mask.

Y/N let out a sigh of relief to see it was not a monster, but Julia, an american transferee.

"Did you just scream because of this beautiful face?"

"I'm sorry.. But why do you have to stick your face looking like that to mine?", she gestured to the caked face of her roommate, "What if you woke up to that?"

Julia rolled her eyes, "Tsk.. By the way, your phone has been ringing for the past five minutes"

"What?!" , Y/N immediately scrambled for her phone on her bedside table and turn her back on Julia, "Hello?"

"I'm so sorry! I fell asleep! I'll be right there.. Wait. Why are you laughing?"

"You sound so confident.."

" - of being disgusted?"

"I'm on my way"

Y/N hit the end button with a frustrated look before she checked the time. It says 6:10 pm, so she's soon scrambling for her coat and threw it over her sweater and jeans. In her rush, Julia watched it all with a teasing smile playing on her face.

She had never seen her roommate so frantic until this person who called.

As soon as Y/N checked herself on the mirror, she caught sight of her hair and froze. She quickly reached up for a scrunchie and tried to put it in a decent ponytail.

Once she reached the door, she froze again, her brows furrow in realization. Why was she so worried about her appearance?

It wasn't like she hasn't showed up to classes with a threatening look to anyone who pointed out the bags under her eyes.

This thoughts followed her all the way to the meeting place and she was convinced it's all because of Sunoo.

Sunoo called out with a big bright smile on his face as he spotted her.

He was waiting in the front patio of Baskin Robbins, hidden under the hood of his jacket and wore a mask and black specks to hide from any curious eyes. Situated in front of him in a table was a brown bag full of the food she asked.

"Oh, lord, why did he have to be so dramatic with that get up?", Y/N deadpanned.

Sunoo rolled his eyes,

Y/N couldn't help the small smile that made it's way on her lips as she looked into the brown bag. Aside from the items she asked for, there were several bags of chips and canned coffee then a little sticker of Sunoo's face in the top of those drinks.

She looked back up to the Idol and opened her mouth to say something when a gust of winter wind suddenly blew on her back, making her shiver.

"I hate the cold"

Sunoo chuckled,

"Did you just risk to be out here to bring this for me?"

"Wouldn't they be suspicious?"

"Are you sure?"

"What about the date at weekend?"

"How could they?"

"Okay"

Once she was walking up inside the yard of her dorm, Y/N looked back over her shoulder to where she left Sunoo. He was still standing there in front of the taxi, hands in his coat pocket.

He sent her a wave and a smile when their eyes met, and Y/N returned the gesture.

She really didn't like the way her heart was fluttering, but it couldn't be stopped.

She just couldn't.

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