"What do you mean you're not sure if you passed the test?" Jihoon asks, raising an eyebrow as we keep walking side by side.

I shrug.

"I probably did, I probably didn't. I don't know, I'm not good at maths." I respond, having another bite of my vanilla ice cream.

He swallows and licks his plump lips, stopping on his tracks and glaring at me.

"I told you, we could've studied together." He says, I chuckle looking at him.

"It's not because I didn't study, I promise. Indeed, Soobin helped me, he's a good study in every single subject."

He doesn't say anything, just licks his chocolate flavored cone and starts walking again.

"Oh, okay. Well, then it's all your fault."

I look at him in disbelief, and push on his shoulder slightly. He chuckles.

"You're not helping. You better keep that mouth shut." I say, finishing my ice cream and throwing the dirty napkins in a trashcan.

Jihoon giggles, patting on my head softly. I look up at him smiling, and find his eyes sparkling.

"What?" He asks, looking down at me because of the height difference. He scratches the back of his neck nervously, I probably stared at him too intensely.

I smile.

"It's nothing, your eyes look shiny. You must be in love." I tease him, pinching on his cheek softly.

He chokes on his icecream and starts coughing, looking at me with widened eyes.

"W-What? What are you saying?" He asks, cleaning his mouth with a napking, then knitting his brows together. I start laughing at his reaction.

"I must be right, you got pretty nervous." I wink, turning my body and starting to walk ahead.

He rushes, reaching me in a couple of seconds.

"You're crazy, don't say such ridiculous things." He says, crossing his arms over his chest. I giggle.

"What's the matter? Is she pretty?"

"I-I Um... Y/N, what on earth?!"

I laugh, ruffling his hair.

"I'm just teasing, dumbo."

I turn my face to look at him again. His cheeks are red and he doesn't look at me in the eyes. I find it funny, but I better stop this for today.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He says, turning his body and looking down to hide his face. His hands are in his pockets, he's too embarrassed.

I laugh.

"See you, Jihoonie. Say hi to her for me!" I shout, walking away. I don't look back at him but I'm sure he reacted again, so I chuckle to myself.

I'm crossing the street, and I suddenly hear the brakes of a car incredibly loudly. I get startled and look at a rushing car that's coming just in my direction. I panic, but I can't seem to react.

"Watch out!"

A heavy force pushes me to the sidewalk, making me fall. When I open my eyes, I feel a body pressed against my back, with a pair of arms around my waist. I instantly sit up, feeling my heartbeats ringing in my ears. I look at him, and he releases the grip on me, sitting and looking at me with concern. I feel my heart stopping when we lock eyes, how did he manage to save me?

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asks, scanning my body with his hands placed on my shoulders.

I nod.

"Soobin, you saved me." I whisper, not being able to react. I'm still too shocked at what just happened.

"I was just walking to your house, you left your scarf in your desk." He says, taking the scarf out of his pocket, handing it to me.

I grab it, staring at it blankly for a few seconds until I react and look at him again.

"T-Thank you." I say, knitting my brows when I see a wound on his cheek. I lift my hand, grazing my fingers close to it. "You're bleeding."

He touches his wound with his fingers, scrunching his face at the stinging pain. However, he still smiles at me slightly.

"I'm okay, it's just a scratch."

I shake my head.

"It's bleeding, let me heal you." I say, standing up and helping him to stand too.

"You don't have to, I'm fine." He assures, trying to step back.

"Soobin, this isn't an option." I respond, grabbing his arm and dragging him with me.

He doesn't complain. We arrive at my house a few minutes later, I let him in and close the door behind us, I take off my shoes and so does he before I take him to the bathroom.

Opening the door, I turn the light on and start rummaging through the drawes, looking for the first aid box.

"Please sit on the toilet." I ask, and he complies. I grab clean cotton and alcohol, dampening it enough to avoid any infection. "This is going to sting." I warn, standing between his knees. He nods and sighs. He's so tall that even being seated, his face is at the same level as mine.

"I'm really glad you left your scarf there, I'm glad I came in time and you're not hurt." He smiles with his lips pressed together, his dimples popping up.

I smile back at him, running my fingers through his hair to move his bangs away. Just touching him makes me feel electricity all over my body. His skin burns me at the touch.

"I will never be able to thank you enough for it."

I press the cotton slightly against the wound, and he scrunches his face in pain. I repeat the same thing, cleaning all the dry blood and the surroundings.

"Well fuck that surely stings." He chuckles, not moving an inch. I chuckle as well, placing a band-aid over the wound "And it's nothing. You've done a lot for me, I would save you as many times as you need."

I smile, biting my lip as the flush goes up my cheeks.

How can you be so kind, how can you be so perfect? You make my heart shake.

He looks at me, and when I finish our eyes meet. For some reason, we don't break the eye contact, or say a thing. His face is slightly lower than mine, and his intense gaze makes my heart jump. We look at each other, but then his eyes divert to look at my lips.

Soobin quickly cups my cheeks and presses our lips together, taking me by surprise. He wraps his right arm around my waist, with his left hand still cupping my cheek. He kisses me slowly and tenderly, and the feeling of his soft lips moving against mine pulls me in a state of euphoria. My hands that were resting on his shoulders move up to his neck and my thumbs rest on both sides of his jaw. My heart is racing uncontrollably, and my whole body feels like it's about to explode in pure bliss. My stomach is flipping and my mind is out of this world. I move my lips with his, slowly and gently, tasting those lips I craved for so long. When we run out of oxygen, he pulls back, but his reaction isn't what I was expecting.

His eyes widen in horror while he pants, and he stands up rapidly. He presses the back of his hand against his lips, and then runs his fingers through his hair.

"I'm sorry, I'll see you later." He says, storming out of the bathroom and right after out of my house, leaving me all alone and confused with a heavy breathing and a heart that's about to jump out of my chest.

I graze my lips with my fingertips, not knowing what to feel about his reaction. What the hell did just happen?

He missed me. He really did.

Why did he kiss me?

My mind has been spacing out the whole day. I tried to text him, but he wouldn't respond. I'm still shocked and confused, so I decided to just watch a movie with Eggbert on my lap to distract myself.

"Yeonjun, what's going on?" I ask him, wrapping him in a hug. He cries in the crook of my neck, I've never seen Yeonjun crying before. He's always so calm.

My phone starts buzzing with an incoming call, startling me. I grab it hoping it's him, but it's Suri. I pick up anyways.

"Hey Suri, what's up?"

"I'm almost there, open the door." She says, her voice cracking in sobs. I frown, feeling a lump on my throat.

"Suri? Are you okay?" I ask her, standing up to place Eggbert inside his box.

"Please, just open the door." She repeats. I hear Yeonjun talking to her in the background, and then a loud sound of a car door closing.

She hangs up. I leave my phone on the table and walk towards the door, opening it. Just like she said, she walks into my house being a complete crying mess. Her sobs are loud and her face is red, she doesn't look at me, she just walks towards the bathroom.

"Suri, what's going on?!" I say, knocking on the door, but then I hear Yeonjun entering the house, and when I turn to face him, my heart breaks.

He's crying too, rushing to the bathroom door.

"Suri, please!" He says, knocking on the door repeatedly and desperately.

"Get out Yeonjun!" She shouts from the other side.

"Please Suri, listen to me. I swear I didn't kiss her, she did. Please baby, I would never do that to you, please!" He pleads, his face red and his tears streaming down his face.

"I don't want to listen, fuck off!" She yells. "y/n please tell him to leave!" She sobs.

Yeonjun turns, pressing his back against the door and his arm over his eyes, sobbing. My heart breaks in a million pieces at my friends looking like that, confusion taking over me.

He pulls back, looking at me desperately.

"P-Please, talk to her. She doesn't w-want to listen. I would never hurt her, I love her." He says, begging. My chest tightens.

I cup his face with my hands, forcing him to look at me.

"It's okay, Junie, I'll talk to her. I promise, please go home and I'll call you" I say, he hesitates, but nods after he looks at the door once again.

"Okay." he breathes, hugging me and leaving the house.

"Suri, he's gone please come here."

After I insisted a few times, she opens the door and wraps me in a hug I respond immediately. I caress her hair and take her to the kitchen. She takes a seat and I fill a glass of water for her to drink. When I sit in front of her, she still sniffling, but clears her throat and finally speaks.

"I finished my last class, so I decided to go look for Yeonjun at the library where he said he would be. When I arrived, his classmates were seated studying but he wasn't there, so I asked them and they said he was somewhere looking for some stupid chemistry book. I started to look around for him, but when I found him he was pressed against the bookshelf with that whore all over him eating his whole face." She explains, her face filled with pain and disgust, wiping her tears with the sleeve of her sweater.

I frown.

"What? Who was that girl?" I ask, confused. Yeonjun isn't that kind of guy, especially if he told Suri where he would be.

She shrugs.

"Her name is Naomi. She's always been in love with Yeonjun. Good for her then, he's all hers now"

I sigh, grabbing her hand between mine, looking at her and shaking my head.

"Yeonjun is your boyfriend, not hers." I say, she shakes her head.

"He cheated, I don't want a boyfriend like that."

"But Suri, you know Yeonjun. Do you really think he's capable of doing such a thing?"

She keeps silent, but then shrugs.

"I thought he would never do something like that... But the scene was very clear. They were kissing."

I sigh again.

"He said she kissed him. He was crying a lot and looked so broken, Suri. I've never seen him like that, I'm sure he isn't lying." I say, patting her hand gently.

She sniffles, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"I don't know, I can't believe him."

"Do you love him?"

"Of course I do, y/n. We've been together for a whole year, I'm madly in love with him." She whines.

"Then let him speak. He loves you, Suri. Give him the benefit of the doubt. What if he isn't lying? Will you let that bitch destroy what you two have? Don't let her win."

She sighs.

"I'm not sure about this..." She whispers.

I smile at her, standing up.

"I am. I'll call him."

Suri's back is facing the door, and Yeonjun is in front of her holding her hand, so his is the only face I can see. He talks to her, his face still filled with sadness. She keeps nodding or shaking her head, but then she starts crying again, and he hugs her tightly with her face in the crook of his neck. He caresses her back, until she pulls back, I see him cupping her cheek, she nods and then he leans in, giving her a couple of long lasting pecks on her lips, and kissing her forehead right after.

Yeonjun came as soon as I called him. They're now talking in the hall, and I can see them from the kitchen. Poor guy was desperate.

My heart is filled with so many emotions. I'm glad they're finally sorting out the whole thing, cause I know how much they love each other. Yeonjun is a great guy.

Seeing them leads me to remember what happened before. I picture again how Soobin kissed me, and I feel a knot on my stomach. My heart is pounding widly even though he ran away, probably regretting what he did. He probably got a weird impulse, or maybe he just didn't think. I check on my phone again, but nothing... He hasn't called, or texted. I didn't want to say anything about it to Suri, I don't think he would want anyone to know, and she wasn't in her best mood anyways... It didn't mean anything.

To me, it meant the whole world, and that hurts. It hurts how empty I felt when he broke the kiss, and it hurts how I can still feel it on my lips and I have his strong burning gaze tattooed on my mind. It hurts how much I want it to happen again, how I wish it wasn't a mistake, how I wish that moment would have never ended. Everything stopped when I felt his lips on mine, just like I always wanted, the whole world around us disappeared and I swear I touched the heaven with my own hands. He saved my life, kissed me and ran away... What the hell is this.

I wish he could see me the way Yeonjun sees Suri, I wish I could have something like that, I wish I could be able to kiss him like that again.

But that will probably never happen.

Why did it have to be like this? Why does it hurt so much? Why do I feel like I need him? Why do I feel like crying?

And that's when the truth hits me.

I'm in love with Soobin.