01: chemistry and chocolate
Y/N P.O.V.
01/18/2021
6.30 AM
"Did you hear about the new flower shop?" Taehyung asks me, putting down the city newspaper he has been reading and folding it.
"How would I know? They rarely let us know anything other than what is already in our school textbooks." I reply, taking a long last look at my school uniform in the life sized mirror and ensuring that it looks proper. The skirt is a little too short for my liking, though.
"I will take you there when you come back home today from school. I remember when we were little you used to love with flowers, basking in the positive, floral proximity of them." Taehyung waxes poetic, smiling at me. I return the same expression.
"Well yeah, why not? Now, bye!" I mouth, wolfing down the last of the breakfast cereal in my bowl and push past the main door of our apartment. I don't want to be late to school. Who wants to get early morning detention anyway?
"Bye, honey-sweet!" He waves at me. I hear the door click shut behind me.
I half-run, half-walk to the bus stop to catch the first bus I can get to school. I am luckily on time. Since I am among the first passengers in here, I get to the second last row which is my favorite one, and seat myself beside the window. Ninety minutes to school. I sigh as I let my head rest against the back of my seat.
8.30 AM
We file into our respective classes soon after the morning assembly is over. It is Chemistry for me. I make my way to the classroom and find the teacher, Mister Park, grading our test papers from the previous day.
"Good morning, Mister Park." I bow to him while walking towards my bench.
"Good morning, Y/N." He smiles at me. "This test of yours went better than all of your previous ones. Keep working hard!"
"I will, Mister Park. Thank you." I reply out of courtesy and make myself comfortable on my seat. I turn to take my organic chemistry textbook out of my bag.
Slowly everyone arrives into the classroom. The teacher stands up. "Here, class! I have graded all of your test papers on the topic, general organic chemistry, and every one of you has done exceptionally well." He beams, handing us our corrected answer sheets on our desks. "Since you guys have begun to find the lesson really easy, remind me to raise the difficulty level next time." He smirks. The class groans collectively.
"Open your book on the forty-seventh page. Kim Y/N, stand up and read the text out loud." He commands me. "The topic is hyperconjugation."
I start reading. "Hyperconjugation is the delocalization of the sigma electron. It is also known as sigma-pi conjugation or no-bond resonance. It occurs in..."
As soon as I finish reading the full text on the said page he asks me to sit down and then starts explaining the concepts one-by-one.
I gaze absentmindedly out of the window. I would rather sleep than listen to this shit.
Then, just as I am about to doze off, a small piece of white chalk hits me. I get snapped out of my siesta.
"Kim Y/N, am I this boring?" Mister Park Jimin runs his hand through his beautiful blond hair, an amused expression plastered on his face.
"Sorry, Mister Park, I-" I begin.
"You don't need to be sorry, Y/N. Drink some water and try to refocus. So, where were we? Yes, so, hyperconjugation is a permanent effect. What this means is that..."
Dammit. I had better concentrate now. As it is, this was a major embarrassment.
The rest of the class goes by with me trying my best not to fall asleep and him outlining the whole concept explicitly, to the best of his ability.
3.30 PM
I am back home. I ring the doorbell.
"How was your day?" Taehyung asks me. He is clad in an off-white apron that has cooking stains on it. Not his favorite one, but he wears it because he says it helps him visualize himself as a professional chef, for some reason. I mostly disagree, though.
"It was tiring, to say the least...uhhh, what's with that?" I point at his apron.
"Oh this! Well, I was in the mood to, you know, bake some great delicacy." He says proudly.
"And what 'great delicacy' have you baked?" He is such a mood.
"Chocolate pudding!" He exclaims, emerging from the kitchen carrying a large dish with the pudding on it. Admittedly, it looks fabulous. I just want to dive in.
"Get yourself a spoon, girl. This is gonna be today's lunch." He declares.
I run to the kitchen to get a spoon. This is not the kind of lunch anyone's used to, anyway. More like a scarce opportunity.
Both of us are busy digging our spoons into the pudding and grabbing mouthfuls. After a while, all of a sudden, Taehyung turns to face me. "We have to go visit the new flower shop before it closes for the day."
"Ahhh yes! I'll go get ready." I mouth.
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