#74 "Real him"

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#svtshortimagines #Jun (#74)
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"You're still a virgin?!" my girl classmates exclaimed. They loud voices echoed around our classroom that's why all if the eyes around are fixed on me.

My palms are icy cold as I tucked my hair  behind my ears even though it is already placed in there.

"Y-Yes I am," I answered them, head up.

They all laughed at me, and I am sitting here in the middle of everyone's laugh like a clown of a show. Why are they all laughing?

"What's wrong of being a virgin? Having a sex with someone without marriage is immorality. And for me, relationship is not just an easy thing to play with," I explained.

"That was so old," they complained, still grinning in front of my face. "If you still stick with that kind of idea, you will never enjoy your life. Right guys?"

"Yeah!" some agreed.

I don't get them at all. Everyday, all I heard from them was weird stuffs about guys, sex etc. That's why, I never hanged out with them nor talk. Actually this is the first time we have a conversation and the first thing they asked is about sex.

"I'm sorry. But I have a different opinion from you guys," I said as I packed my books inside my bag.

"Why don't you try doing it? At first it was painful, but you will enjoy it. Definitely," they are trying to convince me.

"No," I opposed. "I want true love, not making love."

"Well, okay. Just continue living like an old lady, pfft," the laughed at me again before they already gone.

I just shook my head and stood up.

It's okay if I don't have any friends to hanged out. Besides, no one wants to befriend with me because they said I am different; different ideas and beliefs in life. What's wrong with having a high standard of morality? That is basically a good life God wants us to do and think of.

"Hey Jun, a hot girl is asking your number. Should I give it so you can have fun tonight?" I heard my classmates chattering.

Boys boys boys. They are all the same.

I tilted my head to take a glimpse of them. Surprisingly, Jun is looking at me.

Jun is my classmate; he is popular because of his good looks and he is a casanova. I've known him as a guy who loves to play girls heart. Well, he is a chickboy and maybe he sleep with a lot of girls before until now. What a jerk.

After five seconds, Jun is still staring at me. Okay, this is odd. We never had eye contact before until this happened. What's with him?

"I don't want any girls for now," Jun answered his friend without breaking his gaze on me. And what creep me the most is the way he smiled!

He is smiling at me!

Why?!

I blinked my eyes and looked away. Before I realized the thought that maybe he heard the conversation I had a moment ago- me being a virgin.

I got my back pack and went outside the classroom.

There will be no good thing in thinking about that Jun so I need to erase his stare and his smile out of my mind.

"Hey!" someone shouted.

I stopped my feet on the hallway's ground and looked behind. And then, I saw him. My eyes widened by the fact that Jun called me. Again, it is the first time he got my attention.

Jun dashed towards me and stood straight. I lifted my head to his eyes and asked, "Why?"

"You are... still a virgin," he said while staring into my eyes.

Heat flushed on my cheeks as I gripped my bag to calmed myself. Is he hitting on me?

"So what? Are you going to laugh at me and--" my words cut and my shoulders up in intense.

Jun suddenly tapped my head using his hand, causing a shivers all over my body. This feeling, it is new and unexplainable. No guys touched me besides my father,  not until Jun did this.

"Don't mind them," he said in sweet tone. "They were laughing at you because for them, you are different. But for me, you should laugh at them because they are all the same. You are unique and special."

After hearing those words, the corner on his lips raised as I saw his smile again up close. My breathing became shallow and my heart beats faster than ever. What is this feeling?

Jun pulled back his hand. "Have a nice day," he whispered before he walked away.

For the first time, I saw a different side of him. And when his back slowly faded away from my vision, I held my chest and asked myself:

"Who are you, to make me feel this way, Jun."

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