"H-hi" fuck! Why did I just stutter?
"Hey" the boy continued to smile as if that was the only face he could make but not complaining his smile fits him perfectly.
I was probably staring for a few seconds too long, before he broke the silence. My face tined in embarrassment.
"I'm Han, Han Jisung"
"Choi Beomgyu" I stuck my hand out like an idiot like this was a fucking job interview. But he shook it anyway ignoring the awkwardness between us.
"You want help with your luggage?"
" I'm fine thanks though" I replied while dragging it through the door bumping the frame all while looking overly confident.
"Where should I put my bags?" I asked while looking around the dorm with my eyes.
"I don't care, I guess it makes sense to put it in our bed room" he shrugged.
"Right, I'll be back then" I went inside the room and was shocked by the amount of pictures he had taped up on his side of the room. Decorated with family and friend group photos.
I got changed and almost jumped when I saw a picture of Han with a Snapchat filter that he had printed and stuck on the door, I snorted.
Before school starts I decided to sleep for the remaining time. I flopped on my bed exhausted hoping to immediately pass out. But Jisung decided to have a full on midnight discussion on the phone.
"...I don't know maybe nine AM?... Dude no he's not... Meet me here then."
I decided to shove my face in my pillow attempting to suffocate myself to sleep
I woke up to a pair of eyes staring above me. I jumped up almost screaming and hit his face with mine.
"Fuck-" the guy held his forehead up in pain.
I stared at him in utter confusion till I realized who he was.
"Dick face?!" I gasped.
"What the hell did you just call me?" Still holding his head whimpering.
"Your the dumbass on the plane!" I corrected myself for him.
"No, I'm your cousin and I need your help because your aunt and my mom is dying!"
"What?!"
"No, you dumbass" He mocked. "I'm Hans'friend, I walk with him to the academy every morning, So we better not talk shit in each other's faces before he kicks us out!" He spat. "Im Choi yeonjun" he said attempting a friendly approach as he ruffled my hair.
"Choi Beomgyu" I mumbled looking at my jeans, flustered.
Jisung came in and handed me a clean uniform. "You can borrow mine since I'm guessing you don't have one yet, I also have some sweaters you can pick from too."
"Thanks," I blushed changing my tone. Yeonjun scoffed putting his hands in his pockets
The three of us walked together to our first class and I wasn't surprised when Yeonjun had to ditch us for a different class.
We took seats next to each other. I admired the walls of the building and the classroom when another guy walked in and called Han over.
"I'll catch you later Gyu!" He chirped as he ran off.
How dare he call me by my nickname before ditching me, I frowned.
"Mind if I sit here?" A girl asked blushing hard.
"Uh, sure" I answered feeling a slight tug on my lips because someone was getting shy over me.
A few weeks flew by and I was starting to get the jist of the academy. Unlike my past school the students only flashed their money and talents like total dickheads. Occasionally there would be the few high-priority, privileged bitches that have needs to be met. But I didn't need to deal with them. Jisung and his friends were good company.
Jisung would often help me with extra homework after school in our dorm. We would spend time after studying watching movies and talking about our favorite celebrities, making fun of each other's tastes. I got the lucky pick of roommates.
I texted Soobin before my lunch period and lingered around the lockers while students were rushing to get the warm bread sticks.
- On Text -
Me: Soobinnnie~
Binbin: whatchu do?
Me: I'm a good person yk
Binbin: ik u are u just worry me sometimes
Me: I was just gonna say I think I made a friend!
Binbin: good job son 👍
K sry about that
what's his name?
Me: Han
His skin is literally so fuckin flawless 🤌
I've never met anyone sweeter✨
And the way he does everything without messing up
Binbin: dude u ur making me jealous 🥺
Me: good cause ur mean
I've gtg find Han
Binbin: also it kinda sounds like u like him
Me: Soobin, I'm not like that
Bye!
Binbin: bye Gyu
Why would he think I would ever have feelings for another guy. I admire people who don't treat others like shit and look hot at the same time.
I wandered the halls some more before landing in the cafeteria where I scanned the room for Han. I walked up to the brown haired boy sitting alone peacefully when another guy sat next to him. My breath hitched for a moment when he leaned close to Han.
"Beomgyu!" A voice came from behind me.
"What do you want dick face?" I mumbled once I saw who was hovering above me.
"Why are you just standing there, isn't there anyone who wants to talk to you?" He asked while shoving past me.
"Whatever" I snickered and taking the seat next to the talking shit head.
"Beomgyu!" Han cheered.
I smiled back, drowning my annoyance with a slight hitch in my breath.
"Hi, Im Lee Minho." The guy beside Han interrupted our silence.
I forced a curve on the edge of my mouth as I stared back. My eyes trailed to where hi hand rested on Jisungs knee. I bit my lip keeping my heart stable.
"I-im Beomgyu." I brought my hand up to a tiny wave. Yeonjun bit the side of his cheek clearly enjoying my awkwardness.
The rest of lunch was more relaxed and I was enjoying to get to know this new friend group. I occasionally would get sidetracked by Han and Minho's separate gossip. My breath started to slow as I became less interested in everyone's tragic life stories.
Eventually I lost track of the ongoing conversation and made an excuse to use the restroom, so I could call Soobin. I was strolling down the halls when I thought I heard someone get shoved into the lockers. I decided to peak around the corner whether or not I should do something. But I froze. Han's lips were pushed against Minho's. I watched as his arms tangled around Han's small waist. My stomach churned, my head dizzy. I quickly turned the other way, my faced shoved into someone's shirt behind me. I stared at Yeonjun as he was about to tease me, but paused.
"Are you good?" He asked trying to read my face.
"I-I..." I stopped. I was about to break, I knew I was going to break, but not here, not in front of Yeonjun.
It seemed like he knew what I was thinking and took my arm and dragged me to the boys bathroom. He stayed right next to me keeping me company, which I hadn't argued with.
"...Beom-" He let out a sigh trying to figure out how to put this, "Han and Minho"
"...Are dating right?" I whispered so he is couldn't stumble his words any longer. My heart pounding filled the silence, loud as my mind raced.
"-And you liked him?" He didn't need an answer. It wasn't even much of a question. "First heartbreaks can be hard, and you weren't even dating." He said bluntly as his eyes widened. For a moment I forgot he was an idiot.
"It wasn't my first," I mumbled. He looked at me curious. "But I'm not telling you dumbass."
"Seriously," He pouted. "By the way, have you always liked... boys?"
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