CHAPTER ELEVEN
1052 Words
"Su... Sure Dong-Hyun," I stammered, turning my face slowly to him. The expression he made, with his sharp chiseled chin and pink lips, made me question what he really wanted to say. He looked sad and beat up, like he'd been trying to let go of a grudge.
"You know I don't really believe anything that Suga says, her gossip news are always false so no one actually believes her lies. Min-jin, I know you would never have a crush on me, so please could you stop avoiding me." I was stunned, the words I was about to say got stuck in my throat. My crush just told me he isn't worthy of me having a crush on him. It's really confusing.
I stood up from the seat to touch his shoulder as he bent his head down in shame. "I'm not ignoring you, Dong-Hyun," I assured him with a smile. He raised his teary eyes to look at me, and I don't know where all this courage came from, but the tension that once stood between us was all gone. My heart no longer beat fast when I stared down at his broad chest, and my face didn't go red with the sound of his alluring deep voice. I was talking to him normally, not how I usually talk to my crush.
He raised his hands to clean his face and adjusted his stature. "Min-jin, there's also another thing," he said, his expression changing to something down to business. I gave him the go-ahead to speak.
"I organized with a group of people to form a performance club in Seoul High, where students with diverse talents go to chillax and express themselves. As the assistant student body president, I'd like you to address this to the principal and help us get the school budget." My face beamed at his explanation, and I was thrilled to help him out.
I went straight to the student body president's office and arranged a document of requirements for them to fill. Hyun-woo, the student body president, wasn't around, so it was easier for me to retrieve the file without answering many questions.
"Here, fill this and submit it to me later," I replied, giving him the document before he turned to leave.
"Dong-Hyun, wait," I called out, and he stopped immediately. "I'd like to join the club; I'm really good at singing." I exclaimed. He stood there shocked, his back faced to me, then turned with a warm smile. "Sure, Min-jin," he replied and walked away.
I took a deep breath to calm myself on what just happened before the bell to the assembly rang.
"Wow, Min-jin, you're early. Did Dong-Hyun drop out from school?" Stacy, one of my other friends, came rushing to me as I headed to the assembly hall. We both arrived and took a seat beside each other.
"I just got over it, and finally realized that Suga had been lying so much that no one in school takes her words seriously anymore," I explained, and Stacy chuckled.
We grew quiet immediately it was time for the anthem and stood up for it. We did the school anthem, the pledge, and then it was time for the principal's speech.
"So, you're liking Dong-Hyun is still just a secret," she whispered finally to me when they welcomed the principal for his speech.
"I actually don't have a crush on him anymore, I guess," I replied.
Stacy froze and gave me a questioning look. "Well, this morning, when he arrived to speak to me as I was alone in the class, I actually didn't feel like crawling away. My heart was steady speaking to him, and I didn't stammer. I even held him on the shoulder without turning red and listened to his request without daydreaming in the process of his voice or getting lost in his eyes."
Stacy nodded her head at my explanation and began to think, placing her hands on her chin and giving a funny face expression.
"Hmmm, it's either my little Min-jin is all grown up or her crush rating has been transferred to someone else," Stacy teased as we sat back down after clapping for the principal.
"Transferred to someone else?" I questioned, which made Stacy's smile turn to that of a joker. "Yep, you might have met someone whose beauty is extremely higher than Dong-Hyun and falling head hill for him." Now that sounded ridiculous, but I didn't much put my head on it 'cause it came from Stacy. She was my friend, yes, but the queen of exaggeration and wrong ideas. I barely trusted her in any advice.
They rang the bell for assembly over, and we headed straight to our class.
"So, who could I have a crush on?" I asked, and Stacy made the expression of she doesn't know. "It might just be that you grew up, Min-jin. Don't stress," Stacy replied.
The chemistry teacher came two minutes after we settled down, and I brought my book outside to take notes. The seats about my left and right were empty, and I felt really exposed.
"Sorry for being late, Mr. Hong," a very deep, familiar voice sounded through the class. It was Jimin, tired and exhausted, with dark circles around his slender brown eyes. His hair was still wet and silky with water, the botton of his shirt slightly opened, revealing his broad chest, he brushed his hands through his dark hair when talking to the teacher and my heart began to beat.
I watched the way his pink lips opened and closed with a solemn face before the teacher, and slowly began to imagine how soft it would feel and warm around my lips, I imagined how he would drag me closer with his athletic structure possessively and would hold me tighter towards him.
When he was done speaking to the teacher he strolled through the class and headed to the seat beside me, once he came seating to my side my whole body turned full pink.
He stared admist into my eyes for quite some time before sighing to bring out his note, that triggered something inside me and I felt like burning up in flames.
No... No... No this can't be
"Am I having a crush on Jimin again!!!. "
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