"thanks... for the lunch," i softly said to him. "it was only for your stomach to quite growling," he said back as he closed both of his containers and put them away in his backpack. i bit the inside of my cheek slightly as i awkwardly played with my fingers. great, what do i say now?

"i owe you. if you need anything... just tell me," i quickly said. it was the first thing that came into my mind.

"it's nothing. you don't owe me anything," he said. the bell suddenly rang, signaling for all students to go back to their homeroom classes.

"i guess that's us," i softly said. he, then, stacked all his papers, clipping them together and put them in his backpack. "you better get to class.. you wouldn't want to be late," he said back.

i gave a small nod of my head. "well bye."

just like that, i quickly turned on my heels, not even daring to look back at him, as i exited the room and quickly went back to homeroom class. when i arrived, seoyul was already sitting in her seat. a smirk planted on her face when she saw me. but i quickly went to my seat and sat there avoiding her gaze. i just want this day to end.

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"so, how was school dear?" my mother asked.

i decided not speak about what had happened earlier in the morning during school, so i started the conversation with the same-old, simple reply. "good."

"don't you ever get tired of saying that?" she gave a small laugh. i shrugged my shoulders slightly and gave a tiny chuckle. the two of us sat down at the dining table with plates of food in front of us. "thanks for the food eomma."

she gave me a warm, heartfelt smile as we both digged in to eat.

once we finished dinner, i went ahead and cleaned up all the dishes. then, i quickly got ready for bed.

wiping away the water from my face, i went into my room, closing the door behind me and sat upright on my bed. a small greenish/brownish circle barely showed on my skin at my right-side shoulder. sighing softly, i thought again what had happened earlier. i wanted so bad to just stop seoyul.

but then, my thoughts shifted. instead, his face should up in my mind, which, then, got me thinking more.

what grade is he in? he must be older... or not? does he have siblings? wait, why does that even matter?

i sighed facepalming myself. i'm being completely idiotic right now.

but i thought about it more. the more i thought about it, the more he appeared in mind. i could remember the slanted, dark eyes he had. in addition to the way his black fringes slightly covered his eyebrows and he's defined face structure that stood out perfectly. what am i even thinking to myself? snap out of it soojin! not again.

i legitimately just fell back into bed as i let my body sink into the soft mattress.

"min yoongi." the corners of my lips were slowly brought into a small smile. "you are quite the interesting person."