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𝙧𝙤𝙝 𝙝𝙮𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖

"...."

"......"

"is it just me, or are those two being unusually quiet today?" taekwon, clearly being nosy, asked my two friends.

the three gave each other looks and continued watching us.

"......."

i reached to grab my napkin off the table, but it has seemed like joohyuk reached for it my napkin at the same time. our hands bumped into each other and i cringed. the nerve of that guy-

"this is my napkin." i glared.

"no, it's mine." he said.

"i always put my napkin next to my dominant hand." i argued.

"well so do i!" he said back.

i was a leftie, and he was a rightie. good to know, if i actually gave two shits.

"did you not just see me wipe my mouth with this napkin a while ago??" i asked.

joohyuk's eyes widened. "i wiped my mouth with it too!"

my face grew horrified. "i swear to god nam joo-"

"oh my god guys sHut tHe heLL uP!" moora yelled suddenly.

"okay okay, what exactly happened?" taekwon asked. "is this some kind of couple's quarrel because i really don't understand-"

"he/she wiped his/hers mouth on my napkin!" we both yelled at the same time.

"i tHink i cAn sEe thAt cLEARLY!"all three of them yelled back.

"we're talking about you two being so painfully awkward." yuhwa said. "it's literally so awkward and painful for me to watch i want to stab my eyes out."

"so, the story was that the two almost kissed but then got caught by the coaches and now they're acting like this??" moora asked.

i hmphed can crossed my arms. "it's not awkward."

"yeah, this is how we usually act-"

"tHe heLL IT IS!" all three of them yelled in unison.

i groaned and rubbed my temples. "i'm leaving."

"the hell you aren't!!" yuhwa yelled, but i already ran off with my tray before she could chase me down.

i cringed so badly at recalling the moments from earlier this morning. i literally wanted to strangle myself. and him. why did he do that?

my emotions are uncontrollable. it's like i entered a trance when he tried to-I DON'T EVEN WANT TO SAY IT IN MY HEAD!!!

"god nam joohyuk what have you done to me-"

i screamed when i turned around and saw him standing there, casually sipping his beverage and casually staring at me.

"are you stalking me?" i asked.

"i don't know how many times you've asked me that. the answer is always the same." joohyuk replied.

i rolled my eyes.

"so..." he started. "can't we just talk about-"

"sports? yes, we can talk about sports. in fact, i have a match tomorrow so i should go practice-" i said quickly, trying to run away but that eight foot giant blocked my path.

"come on, if i knew it would make us all awkward like this i wouldn't have done it!" he said, grabbing my arm. "please forgive me. i won't do it again if you hate it-"

i stared at him for a few seconds. "you must be very paranoid." i said, chuckling. "i'm not that sensitive enough to hate you over something stupid like that. i just feel really, really, fucking awkward because...because..."

what was i supposed to say? that i'm absolutely terrified of liking anyone? haha, the mighty hyeona isn't terrified of anything. except for maybe this guy. but we don't talk about that.

"-agh, forget about it. i forgot what i was trying to say." i lied, trying to get past him again.

"wait wait wait." he stopped me again. "so that means we're not going to be awkward again? promise meee?" joohyuk held out his pinky, grinning like a little kid.

i rolled my eyes and we linked our pinkies.

"good. then, your lovely prince will now walk you to the gym." joohyuk said happily walking beside me.

i scoffed. "as if."

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