^_^ Oneus Imagines ^_^

SVT's Wonwoo

You always buy a short novel book every weekend. You will finish each book in just five days. Well, you are a bookworm.

But something bothers you. Every time you read a book, you'll leave it on your table before break. When you came back, the book will be open and there will be a few highlighted words in a page that will form a sentence.

What bothers you the most is that the sentence are a bit harsh. Like 'why did you sleep in class? you look ugly' or 'stop eating fast food, you're fat' and many more.

'I'm not that fat', you thought. You call them The Highlighter.

-x-x-x-x-x-

You're currently walking to the cafeteria while looking at your feet when you bump into someone and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" You were cursing in your mind but a hand showed in front of your face. You looked up and were awed by the 'someone' you bump into.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" He gaze into your eyes with his pinked cheeks. You stared at him for a longer time making him more red. He then cleared his throat and made you break out from your trance. You took his hand then he pulled you up.

"It's okay Wonwoo, I'm alright," you avoided his eyes as you're blushing and didn't want to make it more awkward.

"Geureom," he bowed his head a little, then walked away leaving you blushing there.

Wonwoo is your classmate, shy classmate to be exact. He doesn't really talk to you. You were partnered up for a biology project once, but you never really chat with him about each other. You're the only one doing the talking, he just nodded and deny if it's not right. You admit that you fall for him, but you were not expecting anything.

-x-x-x-x-x-

As usual, you were on your way to the cafeteria. Then, a thought hit you.

"Shit, I forgot my purse," you turned on your heel, heading back to your class.

Once you got to the class, you quickly got your purse that was in your bag. But something caught your eyes. There, on your table, there's an envelope on top of your book. Your heart beats wildly somehow. Hesitantly, you pick up the envelope and examined it. There's a name on it. It reads...

"To Eun So Hyeun, seriously?"

Your mouth parted as you tried to process the information.

What the hell? It's not for me, it's for my desk-mate, So Hyeun! Dream on Y/N, you'll never get a love letter.

You tossed the letter on So Hyeun's desk, then proceeded to the cafeteria.

Little did you know, that someone was watching you from the backdoor of the class, trying to keep his laugh inaudible.

-x-x-x-x-x-

You came back to the class as the break was over. As expected, your book was open and there were some highlighted words. It reads...

'I'm sorry my words were harsh,'.

Wait, WHAT!

The Highlighter apologised?

The rude highlighter apologised? Okay, wow.

While you were still thinking about the apology, your teacher came in. Shaking your thoughts, you closed your book and put it in your bag. Since the teacher was teaching about history, you were getting bored and propped your chin on your palm. You could not help but daydream about the highlighter.

Is he handsome? Smart? Nerd? Bad boy? Why did he suddenly apologised? Is it a 'he' or a 'she'?

Out of the blue, someone tapped your desk. It was your teacher! You panicked, thinking that she caught you daydreaming.

"Miss Y/L/N, is this yours? It's at the feet of your desk. Please take care of your belongings," said Miss Choi, before handing you a baby blue handmade envelope. You took it from her hand and bowed your head.

'Thank god she didn't notice me daydreaming,' you sighed. You shoved the envelope in your bag and continued with the lesson. Well actually, daydreaming.

-x-x-x-x-x-

You let yourself fall onto the bed after changing into more comfortable attires. You just stared at the ceiling when a thought crossed your mind.

The baby blue handmade envelope.

You took it out from your bag and examined it. There was a name. You closed your eyes.

'I swear if it is not for me I'll kill my self'

You then slowly opened your eyes and read the name.

"To Y/F/N... YES!" you cheered, thanking god that you will not die anytime soon. After dancing your victory dance, you came to realise that you haven't read the content yet.

'Is it a love letter? What if it's a death note!?'

Shaking your negative and crazy thoughts away, you ripped open the envelope and read it.

'Meet me at the park near your house at 6 o'clock. I'll be waiting.

The highlighter'

Okay this person must not be in the right side of their mind.

How did they know the location of my house and that I call them the highlighter!?

What if they is a murderer, psycho, or worse, a clown!? Well I can't think of anything scarier than murderer and psycho. The point is, SHOULD I GO!?

Welp, here goes nothing. You were bored anyways.

Glancing at the clock, your eyes widen. It's already 6:05! Grabbing your jacket and handbag that contains your phone and a pocket knife just in case, you slipped into your sport shoes while saying goodbye to your mother. You head out of your house and run to the park.

-x-x-x-x-x-

As you arrived at the entrance of the park, you realised that the park is WIDE!

'How can I find them?' sighing, you walked to the nearest bench and sat down. You watched as the sun set on the west. Suddenly, someone covered your eyes with their palms.

"I thought you wouldn't come," said a deep voice beside your face. It sounded familiar but you could not think of anyone in particular.
"Are you the highlighter?" He laughed at your question.
"Well, I am. Promise me you won't be surprised," he slowly moved his hand away.

You turned your head aside, only to be met with a pair of lips. Surprised, you pulled away and covered your lips with the back of your hand. Your blurry vision cleared and you saw the most unexpected handsome familiar face before you.

"Wonwoo," he smirked, awed by your cuteness.
"I've told you not to be surprised," he chuckled. He looked into your eyes and confessed.

"I like you, would you be my girlfriend?"