OBSESSED
(I labeled this book as a Mystery/Thriller cuz' I didn't know what to put down.)
Another stalker book I made. Shocker, I know. Here's the deets: (☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞
Jinryeok High School is not a school that you should ever want to attend. It may seem...
The small boy slouched down in his bench at the cafeteria table, poking at his plain salted rice with his disposable chopsticks. There was a slight crunching sound, making him scrunch his face up in disgust. He sighed and set his chopsticks down, losing what little appetite he had. He was paying no mind to the world around him, as usual. But he could hear his friend talking to him, carrying on about how he thinks he can solve the simplest but hardest math problem, 3x + 1, or something-or-other. But his mind was still lost in space, thinking about nothing in particular at that moment. His mind has been wondering a lot lately, making him drown out the world around him. Privacy was not a common thing at his school, having the halls and rooms being filled with students, so his mind was his only quiet space when he wasn't in his dorm.
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(A/N: Pretend that his hoodie is really fluffy.)
And he almost didn't hear his friend practically yelling his name, nudging his shoulder trying to gain his attention. The boy's head snapped up, startling himself and his friend.
"W-what? Sorry Masahiko... I was a bit distracted." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. He felt bad for constantly accidentally zoning out when he was talking, but it just sort of happened. Masahiko chuckled lightly, shaking his head, his long brown bangs falling in front of his eyes.
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"I could tell. You haven't fully been in the real world lately. What's going on in the tiny brain of yours?" He teased, poking his head with his index finger. His Japanese accent showed when he spoke. Joo-Won swatted his finger away, letting a small laugh out. "So what's up, Joo-Won?" The boy sighed. He stayed silent, not knowing what to say, so he just shrugged his shoulders. Masahiko nodded anyways, understanding him. You see, Masahiko is very good at reading people's emotions and thoughts, so he knows when to stop questioning things. And by thoughts, he can see what people are really thinking from non-verbal language, verbal language and body language quite easily without even having to try. It's almost like his super power; reading minds. He picked it up from his mother, who had the same talent. The boys sat in comfortable silence for a few moments as they sat alone at there table, continuing to eat. They only turned when they heard a tray fall from someone's hands onto the floor, causing people to laugh, but someone still helped him.
