《✔️ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ [ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1 ]》[ choi namra pt. 2 ]
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ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ: ᴄʜᴏɪ ɴᴀᴍʀᴀ
ᴋᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ: ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ
ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ, ᴍᴜᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘɪɴɴɪɴɢ, ʜɪɢʜꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ!ᴀᴜ
ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.7ᴋ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ
- , you replied to her with a straight face. she choked on her own saliva as she snapped her head to look at the person beside her, , you explained yourself with the most innocent smile you could muster
- namra stared at them in disbelief, for a second she thought that meant something but then you had to explain to herself that you didn't mean it that way, that definitely made her even gloomy
- , she mumbled as she steps out of the queue line
- she headed straight to her usual spot except the library which was at the tree outside. she took out the book she checked earlier in the library before beginning to read. looking up when she felt a presence beside her
- , you were cut off by her interrupting you
- , she finally snapped at you,, she trailed off as she looked away
- that hurt in your side but you understood her, for a moment you forgot that she actually prefers being along than being around someone. swallowing down the bitterness, you nodded your head at her in understanding before slowly standing up
- , you started as you dusted off you clothes
- you stared at her, waiting for her to say something, a part of you wished she would say sorry too and ask you stay with her but all you got was an awkward and silent atmosphere from her
- , you murmured one last time but she never bothered to look up from her book
- you sighed and turned on your heel as she watched you from the corner of her eye, walking away with your head hung low which made her hella guilty
- she thought to herself why she did that, why she snapped at you. she should be happy now that you're in the same class as hers which means that the both you would be able to hang out and get to know each other more but why does she feel pissed at the moment? she also did not even know why
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- namra shrugged off the guilty building at the pit of her stomach as the events earlier kept replaying in her mind. she had been reading the same sentence for the past five minutes yet she still couldn't understand a thing which was weird because she never lost focus. never.
- lunch break soon ended and she went back to class, avoiding eye contact at all cost as she walked past where y/n was seating at. the professor then came shortly after she had just took her seat and did waste any more second to begin his lecture for today's class
- it had only been ten minutes since the professor begin his lecture when a paper airplane landed on namra's desk. she looked around but no one was looking at her, they were either listening to the professor or doing something else. however she was certain that the paper airplane definitely came from y/n's direction
- her guess was confirmed to be correct when she picked up the paper airplane that had something written on it, it says something that goes like, if you're not busy during the second lunch break, can we please talk? from, jung y/n.
- namra did not raise her head to meet your gaze, only crumpling the paper airplane and focusing back her attention on the science teacher. ignoring how y/n's stares burned holes at the side of her head for three minutes straight before she heard them finally sighing in defeat
- the science period and the fourth period for the day went like a blur before it was finally lunch break again. this time she wasn't quick enough because y/n stepped in front of her before she could even set a foot outside the classroom
- , you asked her, your voice slightly shaking
- namra was about to go around you but you stopped her again, she sighed and clicked her tongue,, she told you
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, you insisted
- , she argued back
- you furrowed your eyebrows, , you questioned her
- , she simply answered you, , she added
- you were too stunned to move after hearing what she said so she took this an opportunity to finally walk past you. it was true though, you were bothering her. no scratch that she wrong the used term, distracting was the right term. you were distracting her in a good way of course
- she headed to her spot outside to continue reading the book she checked earlier from the library, plopping down as a frustrated sigh escaped her lips but the oh-so-familiar feeling of guilt started building up again
- , she mumbled to herself as she fidgeted her fingers
- so she made her way to the library to return the book she checked earlier after realizing it wasn't that interesting. she walked past the bookshelves to look for another book instead when she heard familiar voices in the study area
-, she heard you mumble under your breath
- —", gyeongsu was then cut off when isak shushed him for being to loud before reminding him that they might get kicked out from the library., he continued with a hushed tone
- there was a moment of silence before another voice spoke, , onja joined in the conversation
- the sudden mention of her name made namra's ears perked up, , woojin exclaimed excitedly as she peeked around the corner to look at you
- , you replied to him as your shrugged your shoulders in uncertainty
- , someone commented, my head instantly turned to look at the direction where it came from
- there sat lee nayeon with her friends who sat a few tables away from them, you frowned at the choice of words she had just used at the latter, , you stepped up to defend your class president
- , nayeon states sassily, , she added as she crossed her legs
- and before you knew it, your mouth acted on their own again, , you replied to her
- , isak drifted the tension between you and lee nayeon by changing the topic
- , you told your friends
- your friends was not satisfied with your answer as expected, , suhyeok asked you
, you answered his question, , you added details to satisfy them
- , daesu says and pointed at namra who was hiding behind the bookshelf while eavesdropping at your conversation
- namra widened her eyes when she realized she was caught from her hiding spot, she had already turned on her heel and was about to sprint away from the scene when a hand latched on her wrist and made her turn around
- , you say to her
- , she replied to say as she avoided your gaze
- scratching your neck, , you questioned her before biting down on your lower lip
- , she lied and crossed her arms over her chest
- , was all you said
- namra looked away before taking a deep breath, , she started before pausing, , she continued before finally meeting you gaze
- you looked away shyly at her words before meeting your friends' gaze who were all looking at you in anticipation, , you asked
- , she gave you the go signal
- you took a deep breath before speaking up,
- , she simply answered
- your breath hitched on your throat as you struggled to talk, , you asked her, clearly hurt, confused and hurt at how she rejected your offer when she just confessed to you that she feels vulnerable around you
- namra stepped forward and tip toed before leaning leaning forward, , she whispered to you as a teasing smile made its way on her lips
- your heart skipped a bit at what she just said to you, , you murmured
- , she confirmed to you before she brought her hand on your hair to gently ruffle it which did not fail to make your heart sped up
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