Cupid
Minghao
"Roses are red, violets are blue
What did you do
To make me fall in love with you?
Your voice is sweet as honey
Your lips taste like cherry.
Roses are red, violets are blue
How did you make me
Crazy about you?"
Yugyeom's poet elicited several teasing comments from our classmates. He wore a smug smile on his lips as he sauntered back to his desk.
"May I know who's your inspiration behind your poem?" Miss Chae asked, a teasing smile on her lips.
"It's Jung—" Seokmin tried to intervene but was immediately cut off by Yugyeom.
"No one, Miss. The drama I've been watching lately was my inspiration." Suspicion flashed across her face as her eyes scanned everyone of us.
"I read all of your works earlier, and I came up with two conclusions. It's either most of you are in love or inspired by fictions. Which of the two is right?" She asked, but no one dared to respond.
"Don't be shy. It's a completely normal thing. I've experienced that when I was your age. However, you have to know that it might not be always love. It might just be infatuation. We sometimes tend to confuse attraction with love, so we have to be careful when making such decisions."
"Miss, what's the difference between love and infatuation?" Dahyun asked a bit too loudly despite sitting in the first row.
"Good question. I believe that infatuation is a strong attraction to someone you just met or know little about. It's like you think that they're the most perfect person in the world without even fully knowing them. Love, on the other hand, requires knowing someone fully and loving them despite their flaws. It is about knowing that they're imperfect but still accepting them for who they are."
Miss Chae smiled at us. "Let us proceed. Who wants to go next?" No one raised their hand except for Mingyu who's now making his way to the front with a piece of paper in his hand.
"Uh, the title of my poem is Impact." He trailed off, his expression somewhat diffident. I crossed my arms and pursed my lips, suppressing a laugh.
"Love, love, love...
Such a powerful weapon
To make a person yield
And offer his everything.
Love, love, love...
Such a beautiful thing
That makes you want to dive in
Despite not knowing where it's heading.
Love, love, love...
Its impact makes you drown
Breaks every single shield
To take hold of your everything."
His earnest gaze lifted towards a direction as claps filled the entire classroom. I couldn't help but quirk my lips in amusement as I watched him remain standing in front.
"Do you, perhaps, want to dedicate your poem to a special someone?" Miss Chae asked teasingly. The corner of his lips turned upward while a few of our classmates started mentioning various names.
"She knows who she is." He stated, causing me and the guys to share a surprised look. From the corner of my left eye, I saw Eunwoo leaning in towards me so I leaned sideways to hear what he's going to say.
"Turns out I'm not the only one who was keeping a secret."
Jungkook also volunteered to go next, much to my surprise.
"Well, my poem's called My Love..." He uttered, quite abashed. I briefly brushed my hands over my face, feeling a secondhand embarrassment. Bambam started cheering, and the others followed suit.
"See? Everyone seems to have been hit by Cupid's arrows." Miss Chae chuckled. A giggle slipped past my lips when I noticed how Jungkook's face turned red in embarrassment.
"You may start." The room was so quiet that everyone heard Jungkook's deep sigh. Laughters filled the room for a moment before everyone fell silent again to let him start.
"I don't know what love is
But I love everything about you
Your brown hair that dances freely in the wind
Your pretty face that's prettier than all the goddesses combined
Your warm smile that lights my dusky world.
I might be flawed but
My love for you is the epitome of sincerity
Willing to risk it all
Willing to give you the world; and
Willing to let go if you don't want me.
I didn't know what love is
But you taught me what it is."
Some of the girls started to aww while the others created fake, loud crying noises.
I can't help but cover my face. I cannot wait for this to end. My ears are already tired from hearing all these corny stuff.
-•-
"No matter how many times the universe tries to get in my way, I will still keep on fighting for it." Yugyeom read aloud while holding Eunwoo's notebook in his hands.
"This would've been good for your poem." He said, tossing it over to Eunwoo's desk. We decided to spend our break time here in our classroom. Since Yugyeom's desk is in the right side of the room, he occupied the empty desk in front of mine and next to Jungkook's.
"Sweet yet somewhat cringey." He added before reaching for a notebook on the floor.
"Not as cringey as yours." I chimed in, causing him to make a "whatever" face at me.
"I figured everyone would choose love as their topic, so I didn't write about it." Eunwoo shrugged nonchalantly before leaning over to Jungkook and resting his arms on Jungkook's chair, his chin on top of his arms to watch Jungkook scroll through his phone.
I started to zone out while I stared at the chalkboard, my eyelids becoming heavy as seconds passed by. However, I couldn't help but flinch at the noises my other classmates are creating. I scratched my nape in irritation.
"Holy—Dear Chaeyoung?!" Yugyeom blurted out in surprise as he stared at a previously folded piece of paper that he probably found in the notebook. Jungkook suddenly snatched it away, panic filling his eyes.
"You like Chaeyoung?!" Yugyeom's surprised voice was so loud that it caught everyone else's attention.
"You do?" Eunwoo asked, a look of surprise painted on his face. Jungkook instantaneously shook his head.
"No. I don't."
"But—"
"It's not for her." He uttered with finality.
"If it's not her, then.." Yugyeom mused, staring into space until his eyes widened a fraction as realization hit him.
"It's Son Chaeyoung?!"
My gaze darted to the right side of the second row where Son Chaeyoung's desk is. She was already looking at us, her big eyes even bigger in shock. Sooyoung walked up to our direction, obviously intrigued.
"Jungkook likes Chaeyoung? I mean, Son Chaeyoung?"
"No, I.." Jungkook groaned, frustration lacing his voice.
"Is there any other Chaeyoung in the campus?" I decided to butt in, my watchful eyes never leaving him. He shot me a glare before frustratingly ruffling his hair. I watched as he stared blankly at the ground before letting out a sigh and heading for the door.
Everyone watched as he halted in his tracks just as Chaeyoung was about to walk in.
"Yah, can I..." She instantaneously stopped talking when Jungkook brushed past her. She looked back at him for a second before shooting us a confused look.
"What happened?" She walked up to us. I crossed my arms and shut my eyes close at the same time.
"Cupid happened."
A
Hi guys! I know it's been a really, really long time. Have you been doing well? I'm sorry I wasn't able to update. School had kept me very busy, so I didn't have the time and motivation. However, now that I'm back, I will do my best to continue writing. Thank you! Keep safe. <3
—soleoyal,