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It had been weeks.

Boyeong wondered if she was supposed to call it something.

'Going out,' Namjoon would call it.

But did he mean simply hanging out, or was it a relationship?

"Hey, what do your parents think of me?"

The first time he asked, Boyeong swallowed back the confusion, simply praising him.

But why did he wonder?

Was it not suspicious?

She didn't want to think about it, so she would pretend it never happened.

More 'going out', and Boyeong found herself falling.

There was less tutoring going on, and more falling in love, on Boyeong's side, at least.

Did Namjoon feel the same?

"You're my best student," and an affectionate hair rub; what was that supposed to mean?

"When will we meet this miraculous tutor?" Father wanted to meet him; should Boyeong tell him that he already had?

Research found Namjoon as the son of an established store owner that catered to her parents company.

Would her parents suspect that he wanted her because of them? Because of money? For status?

No, she would stay silent.

More questions, more prodding; why did Namjoon care about her parents?

Suspicions were swallowed down.

~ maybe she should have listened to her gut.

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