Areum POV

I walked into class where Miss Mun was waiting. For me. She asked me if she could talk to me about my grades. With a sigh, she told me that I was beginning to fail my classes. She told me that my homework was getting sloppier, though my tests were fine. She asked me why it was like this. I could not tell her. Instead, I told her that I was just busy and it was because I was sick. She asked me to try harder and not let it get worse. If I did not get things better, she said she would have to make me come in for a lot of tutoring. Which I did not want. She told me that she wanted to see my tests and homework at the same level too. Miss Mun dismissed me from the room and let me go home.

In all truthfulness, my homework would have been fine. If people did not bully me into doing their homework first. I always did my best to do all the homework I could, making the other's a priority. It had been happening for a while now. People took advantage of me and always threatened me too. They asked me if I would tell my parents, of course, I could not. They asked if I would tell a teacher, whenever I challenged them by saying yes, they ended up telling me that I would be in trouble.

As I headed out, I was stopped by one of the groups of kids who asked me to do their homework. Three of them put their binders in my hands and snickered, telling me to have their homework done by the end of the week. Sighing, I took the homework and walked away.

Once I got home, I started on the homework. Part way through, I decided to go out and do my homework on the balcony. It was already starting to get dark so I turned on the balcony lights and began to do their homework at the balcony table. I had not even started on mine yet, I was so dead tomorrow.

I had some music playing from my phone by a group that had debuted earlier this year. They were called Seventeen. I liked the group. So far, I have not found a group to really stan quite yet, but I have found tons that I like to listen to, like this group. The chorus of the song had come on and I was singing it, but a voice broke through, making me shut up and turn off my music.

"Areum?" I looked to my right to see Minho on his balcony.

"Oh, hey," I said, looking down at the homework then back up at him.

"You're still doing the homework?" He left the doorway and walked to the railing. "Wasn't it easy?"

"Um... yeah," I said looking away from him. "I just... started late." I replied.

"Last I remembered, we did not have that much homework either." He pointed at my three binders and the papers scattered around it.

"Um... catch up?" I tried to find ways around what he was pointing out.

"Sure." He rose his eyebrow. "You told me yesterday that you had already caught up on everything because you did not want me to help you out."

"Uh, I lied?" I said, improvising.

"Don't try me." He rolled his eyes a little. "Who's homework is that?"

"Some guys in our grade." I shrugged, turning away and playing my music while continuing to work on the homework.

"What's the code to your apartment?" He suddenly asked.

"50-" I stopped, realizing what I was doing. "Wait, why are you asking?'

"I wanna visit you again." He shrugged.

"You're talking to me right now." I rolled my eyes slightly as I went back to work.

He let a silence pass by and then he asked again. "What are the last two numbers of the code into your house?"

"23-" I rose my head quickly. "Oh shoot..." He walked inside and disappeared. Great. I was too distracted to think of what I was doing. I'm so dumb. Shrugging it off, I decided to keep working on the homework. Though, I stopped because I felt the presence of another person behind me.

Neither of us said anything to each other. He just went to the chair across the table and sat down. He grabbed the three sheets of paper and started to do it, signalling for me to get my own and get to work on that. Confused, I went inside and got my homework, bringing them out to the table. Once I got outside, I saw Minho had paused to look at my phone.

"What are you looking at?" I said, sitting down and looking at the phone.

"The song and artist." He mumbled as he stared at the album cover. "Who is that?"

"His name is Shawn Mendes," I replied. "The song is called Stitches."

"What is he saying?" He looked up at me before going back to doing the homework.

In the end, I was left to translate what the song was about, even after the song had changed to another. He listened intently while doing the work. I explained as best I could while doing my homework too. He would ask questions occasionally. Happily, I answered them. Eventually, he finished all the homework and watched me do mine.

"Need help?" He moved his chair to sit right beside me.

"No." I looked at him from the corner of my eye before going back to doing the homework.

"Well, I just finished three assignments and you're still doing yours." He retorted.

"I started that one for you though." I sat up to look at him.

"Just let me help you." He took my pencil from my hand and began to explain everything. I sat there, taking in everything he was saying. I thought it was sweet of him to help me. He sure could be sleeping right now, but instead, he was helping me out with my homework and helping me do other people's homework. Suddenly, a wave of sadness washed over me. I felt terrible, he was doing something he did not have to do and I was probably wasting his time.

"Areum?" He stopped and looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing." I put up a fake smile.

He shook his head. "Stop lying would you?"

"It's nothing, okay?" Avoiding eye contact, I decided to look at the homework and start doing it on my own instead.

He sighed and sat back in his chair, watching me do my homework. He began to fiddle with the strings on his hoodie, I noticed from the corner of my eye but said nothing... until he began to make bows out of them. Laughing, I looked up to see him confused at my laughter. He questioned why, and I explained how I thought it was cute that he was making a bow with the hoodie. He seemed to blush a little but brushed he brushed it off.

"By the way," He undid the bow and stopped fiddling. "Thanks for the gift."

"Of course." I smiled. "You look nice with it on."

"Do I?" He looked down at it. "I guess. You have good taste in fashion."

"Now that," I said putting down my pencil. "is a lie." I chuckled.

"Really though." He looked me in the eyes. "Thank you."

I felt my heart beat faster. His gaze was piercing. Nodding, I picked up my pencil again to get to work. He went back to playing around with the strings, watching me do my homework. A question stirred in my mind. It was not a question about homework, or how the boys were doing, rather a question about Minho and Changbin.

"Minho?" I gathered the courage to ask him.

"Mm?" He looked up at me.

"Can I ask you a question?" I put down my pencil, turning to him fully.

"Go ahead." He leaned back in his chair.

"Why do you and Changbin live alone?" I questioned. Instead of a response, or even a thoughtful look, he got up and looked at me. He was not angry with me, but he did not seem to want to say.

"I can't tell you that Areum." He turned to the door. "I'm sorry." And with that, he left.

A/N: I had a picture of the hoodie and was gonna put it here, but I can't find the picture anymore... ;-; I'm sorry. It was a white one with a big blue stripe and a slightly smaller red stripe. If I find it again, I'll put it here!

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Alright, one more post I think, and I'm done.

Thank you to Vanesa_0711 for supporting my book!

Also, I'm thinking of making another account. I'll be putting up lots of kpop on there heh.... lots of ffs. I may even move this one to that account.... possibly? I also have about 5 other ff ideas backed up soooooo

On a side note, here's my Changbin picture downloading spree because it's his birthday:

It's been a year since that happened lol.