[ y/n's pov ]
"beomgyu, i swear i will gouge your eyeballs out with a spoon-"
beomgyu grinned sardonically and sprinted away, carrying my project that i worked incredibly hard on for the last week. i sighed and instead of whining futilely, i sprinted after him.
"come and get me then, but you're practically a snail," he giggled.
i'm amazed by the fact that you're still alive.
right when i was about to give up, beomgyu stopped, both of us breathing heavily. i was obviously irritated while beomgyu seemed deeply amused. i mouthed the words, 'you idiot,' before standing up straight again.
"you.." i growled between huffs, "you're lucky that i'm considerate, otherwise you'd be dead by now."
beomgyu walked up to me with a smile that made my insides flip. it was an endearing feeling, but i felt squirmy.. if that makes sense.
"here," he panted, "you know i wouldn't go that far to make you fail your class."
he held out his hand, which i took, and handed me my dear project. i scanned it to make sure it was all in one piece.
"thanks, idiot."
i hate you, choi beomgyu.
oh, please, y/n. you know you love him.