You felt yourself slowly drifting to sleep, as the sound of the professor's voice slowly faded away. But then you tried to fight the drowsiness away when you remembered that Mrs. Yoon breathes fire.

Well, not literally, but still equally scary. She freaks out whenever she sees one student sleeping in her class.

Actually, it wasn't in your nature to sleep around in class, but the lesson seemed to be especially boring today. Even the most insomniac of all could even be cured because of this.

You glanced at your watch and sighed. Still 30 more minutes. At this point, you only had like 0.001% of the will to stay awake and actually learn. Hopefully there would be a miracle that could make you snap wide awake and actually be willing to listen to History.

'But it's so boring! Let's just sleep!' Evil brain whined.

'But if she sees us, we're dead.' Good guy brain said.

'Just for 2 minutes. She won't notice.' You could imagine evil brain wiggling its nonexistent eyebrows.

'2 minutes sounds nice.' You butt in, and good guy brain dramatically gasped.

'No! Don't be fooled!'

But it was too late. You already had your eyes closed, and face hidden behind your thick History book. Hopefully, from the prof's point of view, it would look like you were actually being a diligent student.

Slowly, you felt this little heaven wash over you, as you drifted into your own peaceful land called sleep.

~*a few minutes later...*~

You woke up at the sound of metal screeching against tiles. You shot up, and realized that the class has already ended. Your classmates were already heading out, and Mrs. Yoon was no longer in the room.

YISSS! We fell asleep and she didn't notice!

Smiling happily, you grabbed your bag and headed towards door. But suddenly, someone grabbed your arm before you even reached the doorway. You whipped around to see this chocolate-haired boy a couple of inches taller than you, and had this strange sparkle of mischief and amusement in his eyes. Actually, you have seen him several times, but you never actually knew his name as you never talked. So yeah it's weird that he's grabbing your arm right now.

"I saw you sleeping in class." He smirked. Your brows furrowed.

"Uhh.. ok wow congratulations." You tried to walk away, but he kept on holding onto your arm. You felt a nerve twitch, and tried to speak calmly, though you couldn't refrain from glaring. "I want to have my lunch now so if you don't mind, you can let go of my arm now."

"Ooooh, feisty." He chuckled. "I didn't expect that from a girl that looks so cute when sleeping."

He lifted his phone to your face, and there was this picture of you sleeping from earlier. Your eyes widened and tried to grab his phone, but he was faster. Damn this man. Such a creep for taking your picture.

"I wonder what Mrs. Yoon will say if she sees this."

By then you were already glaring daggers at him. "Are you freaking blackmailing me?"

"Maybe~" He sing-songed, and he finally let go when you yanked your arm back once again. After all, he already gave you a reason to stay.

"So what do you want me to do, huh?"

"It's not that much," he faked an innocent smile, but by the playfulness in his eyes, you knew that it was nowhere near being not much. "I just want you to have lunch with me."

Uh, wat?

That's all?

Or is that just the tip of the iceberg?

You narrowed your eyes at the annoying troll as you tried to think of a plan. You have no choice but to agree anyway, so you will have to have an escape plan just in case he tries to do something evil.

"Ok then." You shrugged, and he beamed.

"It's a deal then!" And he proceeded to walk towards the cafeteria. You followed, making sure to keep exactly 3 feet between your shoulders. You repeated your escape plan in your head over and over again.

Kick the balls, grab the phone, and run.

Yeap, sounds really effective.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked.

"Umm... no." Wow this guy is so annoying. Does he expect people to know him when he just grabs them by the doorway without even introducing himself?

"Ouch, that hurts." He clutched his chest pretending to have some boob pain. "We've been classmates for like, 3 months already, but you still don't know me?"

"Well we never talked."

"You're quite introverted. You rarely speak to people." He said bluntly. You couldn't argue because it was true, but still, the way he said it was annoying. "It's hard to approach you because you always look so serious and occupied."

"And you think grabbing me by the doorway was a good approach...?"

"Maybe?" He answered playfully. Then you realized you won't be able to get proper answers from this man.

"But anyway, I'm Chen. I can be Kim Jongdae or just Jongdae or Handsome Jongdae but please, just call me Chen."

He offered a handshake, but you stared at it for a few seconds, before finally shaking just the tip of his pointy finger.

"I'm _______."

"I know." He smiled, and your heart kind of jumped. His smile was actually quite cute, when it's not more of a smirk or a smug one. Finally, you reached the cafeteria, and it was quite weird when a lot of people started greeting Chen.

"Oh hey Chen!"
"Looking good today!"
"Got your girlfriend, huh?"

You rolled your eyes at the last one. Chen noticed this and chuckled.

"I'm a very friendly man."

"That wasn't really the problem." You grumbled.

They thought I was your freaking girlfriend, duh.

"I'm gonna go get some food for us. Don't try to escape! I still have the picture!" You just rolled your eyes, and he disappeared for a moment. You grumbled curses as you sat on an empty table. And as you sat there alone, you noticed that everyone was glancing at you and whispering to each other. Oh God. Now everyone thinks you're dating Kim Jongdae.

Ugh, someone please give me a pool of acid so I can bathe in it and just die.

"Order up!" Chen announced as he took the seat opposite you. He placed the tray on the table, and you stared at the single plate of spaghetti.

"Where the hell is my food."

"This is our food." He beamed, handing you your chopsticks. And he started eating like it was nothing. Holy shiet, it really was just the tip of the iceberg. And now, you can't carry out the escape plan because the table was in the way of the balls you were supposed to kick.

Damn you, freaking Chen the troll.

"Why aren't you eating?" He asked, almost sounding like he actually cared. "Oh, you want me to feed you?"

You dodged when he tried to shove spaghetti into your mouth.

"I will eat in one condition." You narrowed your eyes, and he looked surprised.

"Um, ok. Go on."

"I will sit right beside you." The info buffered in his head for a few seconds, before he finally laughed and his eyes started sparkling in amusement again.

"Ok, come here babe."

He patted the spot beside him, while giving this seductive look. Meanwhile, you tried your best not to gag. To be able to execute your Plan B escape plan, you have to be as close to him as possible even if it meant having to put up with weird skinship and close-distance trolling.

Just a little patience, until you have the perfect timing to punch him in the nose, grab the phone, and run.

A little more risky and elaborate than the first, but still could be effective.

Ok fine no punching, but we still have to grab the phone and run.

Anyway, you just grabbed your chopstick and silently ate. You could feel Chen staring at you.

"You're awfully silent."

"You're awfully talkative."

"It's in my nature." He laughed. "But I'm glad you're starting to warm up to me."

"I am not warming up to you." You stabbed one noodle, imagining it was Chen.

"Then what do you call this?" He said teasingly as he laid his arm at the back of your chair. He's terribly close.

"Just holding my end of the deal, that's all." You sneakily glanced at his pockets, trying to determine where he placed his phone. But you couldn't see anything.

"Oh sure." He chuckled, and you felt his arm ever so slowly crawling up to rest around your shoulder. You pretended not to notice, because it could be a chance to get closer. So you could execute the plan, I mean. o___o

"I have to tell you something." You blurted out. He looked shocked, but then quickly smiled mischievously and nodded.

"Ok then. Tell me."

"Come closer." You said, and once again, he looked surprised. You could feel yourself blushing as you tried to imagine what the hell you were about to do. Chen shifted closer and leaned his ear closer to you.

"Closer." You whispered. He glanced at you and you could definitely swear you saw him gulp and his grip on your shoulder slightly tightened. He leaned closer, though, and he was so close that you could already smell his cologne. Your nose was already brushing along his ear.

"I think I..." you whispered, and while he was distracted, you ever so gently felt his left pocket. The phone wasn't there. Damn.

You moved closer so you could reach to his other pocket, but at this point you were at an angle where it looked like you were about to kiss him. You had eye contact with him, and you felt him stop breathing.

You got a hold of the keychain of his phone. Bingo.

"I think I saw a pussy cat."

You quickly pulled out the phone, and before he could grab it back, you bolted away from the table and out of the cafeteria. You heard him yelling for you to stop, but of course you didn't. You fiddled with the phone as you ran and oh thank you heavenly skittles it didn't have a passcode. You went to the photo gallery, and you came to a stop when you saw what was there.

Every single photo was of you. All were stolen shots while you were busy studying in class, and it wasn't just from a single day. It seems as though he has been taking pictures of you for a long time.

"______..." Chen softly called out. Slowly, you turned and saw him with this unreadable expression on his face. His brows were furrowed, but his eyes held a whole lot of different emotions.

"These pictures......" You glanced down at the screen again. He carefully stepped forward to grab his phone back, and for the first time, he was speechless.

"Well... I've actually liked you for quite a while now..."

You just stared at him, not sure what to feel about all this.

"Not the creepy kind of 'like'! I mean... I just think that uhhh.... I just think that you're cute." He nervously laughed. "But I didn't know how to approach you... I was scared... and shy... and unconfident I guess. So today I decided to approach you with the method I'm good at."

"Which is....?"

"Trolling." He beamed.

And as you looked at him, you realized that you weren't annoyed or mad at him. Well, who knew the most talkative person in the class who just grabbed you out of nowhere was actually shy all along?

In all honesty, you actually found it cute.

"You're good at it, I'll give you that." You tried to put on a pokerface, but the stupid smile on your face was persistent and leaked out on the corners. When he realized you weren't mad, his eyes started sparkling again as he stepped closer to you.

"Your whisper thing was quite intense, too." He said lowly and sexily, sending you this look that made your insides twirl around and do back flips.

"I think I could be a pretty good pickpocketer." You mused, feeling your face heat up due to his intense staring.

"And a really sexy one too." He added and pulled you by the waist. He lowered his head to place his lips right next to your ear, making sure his nose softly brushed along your ear. He was mocking the way you whispered earlier, and damn, only now did you realize how intense it really was.

His soft breath against your ear felt as sexy as heck, and holy mother of sodas the nose brushing thing made your lungs go in a coma.

"Now I want to see that pussycat that you saw."

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[A/N]: Ovaries~ Ovaries exploding everywhere~