"Because I'm used to it."

"You should stick up for yourself Bambi." Yoongi advised.

"There's something called self value but I don't even bother with those kind of annoying people." I finished.

"That's what I like about you." My eyes caught his, such dark eyes but a warm smile.

"You don't give a shit about what other people say." I saw the breeze blow his platinum blonde hair, it looked very silky unlike mine.

"Yep, you're right." I forcefully laughed, suddenly I started noticing his features and I didn't know why.

"I'm still staying at the bath house, I actually quite like it there cus the food is delicious but cheap."

"That's great, no one from our school goes there? Wouldn't anyone notice?"

"Nope, only old people and a bunch of ajummas go to start drama."

I laughed and pulled my hair back to prevent it from coming into my mouth, it was pretty windy today. "That's funny, I can't imagine."

I realized something and jumped."Myungsoo apologised and he confessed his feelings to me!"

"Really? That's great."

"Yeah, I felt so....I can't explain it!" Why don't I feel as excited? Is it because I have mixed feelings?

"Isn't he a jerk? Like you described before?"

"I guess in the past but he was really sincere when he said he liked me, he asked me out."

"Congrats." Yoongi clapped.

I feel off for some reason, why do I want Yoongi to say something back to oppose to congratulating me?

"Thanks." I stared at Yoongi as he walked, he didn't seem moved by what I said at all. What reaction was I even trying to seek for?

"You hungry? Let's get something to eat." Yoongi sighed holding his belly, I nodded agreeing.

As we sat in the convenience store again I mixed my black bean noodles, I took a huge mouthful and peered over to what Yoongi was doing. He placed his chop sticks on top of the cup noodles and sat with his hands in his pocket, he was looking outside but my eyes were attracted to his milky pale skin.

It was like he never stepped outside before, his skin was amazing and flawless unlike mine. I had a small pimple forming on the side of my forehead, I probably get a lot of small pimples from my bad eating habits.

"Stop staring at me Bambi."

I was caught off guard, I looked away fast and continued eating."Shut up old man, I was looking at a fly that landed on you."

"Lies."

I smiled and chuckled a little before he could catch me. I watched Yoongi's smile appear before my eyes again, it was like it could cure something. He slurped the noodles into his mouth, his lips were a slight pink and every time he licked them they would become rosy.

I liked his hair, Yoongi's hair was fluffy and I would wonder if his hair was even damaged a lot during his hair journey. Because I know my hair is damaged, fried from the bottom like straw. I was envious of how sometimes Yoongi was so carefree, like he could do anything in the world if he wanted to.

But the more I thought about it I don't know Yoongi at all, but I feel as if he is my close friend because after school we would hangout. I want to know more about Yoongi because he's apart of my life, he's my friend.

"Old man."

"Bambi."

"Are you my friend?" I asked.

"Hmm, am I?" He placed his finished cup noodles down.

"Am I your friend?"

"Of course." Yoongi answered.

My heart felt warm as he said that, I felt as if that sealed our friendship.

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"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked Myungsoo as I stopped writing.

"Because you're so cute." Myungsoo whispered to me, I became flushed.

"Let's meet after school from now on, I want to drop you off. What's your last class?"

As Myungsoo said that I was hesitant to agree because that would mean I wouldn't have to see Yoongi, I wanted to see Yoongi.

"Umm...my class is room 228." I said looking back down to write, my eyebrows dropped as I bit my lips.

"Do you want to go out on Friday? There's this event happening-"

"I think I'm going to be busy." I cut him off.

"Okay, how about next Friday?"

"Maybe." I shrugged.

"Hey, I can help you with those petition papers. I know that you have been working really hard on getting signatures."

"Really? Thanks so much!" I smiled handing him some.

"Yeah, no problem."

As the day went on I was in my last period class, I saw sitting finishing a lab report on a laptop that the school provided. I heard my name being called by the teacher and I walked to him, he showed me my mark update in this class and my eyes widened.

"Your currently getting an 84 in this class, your amazing Dambi! First half you haven't been coming much but now your doing amazing!"

"Thank you so much." I said mesmerized at the mark, I walked back to my seat and couldn't hold back my smile. Was this what it felt to have a good grade? It's been so long since I've tried, I'm so incredibly happy!

Class was finished and I walked out of class with my backpack, I waited for Myungsoo and he finally came.

Myungsoo suddenly grabbed my hand, I was startled but I didn't pull away.

Ever since we became a couple, I feel as if we aren't close. This isn't what I wanted. It feels like we're so distant. I feel like we are rushing this relationship.

"Let's go." Myungsoo held my hand tightly.

We walked in the hallway making a turn we were standing in front front of a small group of girls, I noticed blonde hair and knew it was Yoongi.

I turned my head and saw a girl and Yoongi talking, they were being really playful and she was touching his hair. Sweeping it to the side. He backed away laughing as she held onto his arm. Yoongi was smiling at her with the same warm smile.

I clenched my other fist, why am I feeling this way? I feel really upset, like I'm losing Yoongi? Why is Yoongi smiling at that girl like that? He smiles at me like that.

Do I possibly like him?