chaeyoung
Today as we were walking,

He seemed more quiet than usual.

He typically didn't talk often.

But today he had hardly spoken at all.

"I wonder what's wrong with him," I said to you.

You shrugged. 'Doesn't hurt to ask. Besides, he's your friend now.'

Your words slightly confused me.

The fact that you considered him my friend.

I brushed it off though, knowing that you always knew best.

I turned toward the boy and poked his arm.

"Stalker?" I started.

He tensed up a little.

"Chaeyoung, I already told you, my name is Yugyeom. Don't call me stalker. It's weird." he replied.

I laughed. "I like Stalker much more than Yugyeom though."

He sighed deeply and we kept walking.
A second later, I poked him again and looked up at his eyes.

"Why are you acting weird today?" I asked.

He sighed again and ran a hand through his hair.

"Chaeyoung.. can I ask you something.... personal?" he asked awkwardly.

My eyebrows quirked slightly,

But amusement grew inside me.