The Story of The Lover: PART VII

I am not okay.

@jeon_gguk
good afternoon ji ^^

@kimhyunji
oh hi
good afternoon

@kimhyunji
guk ^^

I once thought we wouldn't get farther than giving each other a nickname.

But then the one day comes.

Hana and I were sat inside the school cafeteria. We haven't started eating yet because Hana has to take a picture of the meal first and complain how blant it is in her social media, even though she hadn't tasted it yet. I shook my head and laugh at her doings. Not that I disagree though, the food is indeed looking blant and ugly.

But it's cheap, so we'll still dive in it nonetheless.

We were finally about to do that when two broad shadows hovered our table. I instantly look to my side and I honestly thought I might be insane or obsessed with you because I thought you are really standing there next to our table, next to another good looking lad. But sure is you are more handsome.

But then you spoke.

"Ji, do you mind if we sit here?" You smiled, holding up the tray in your hands.

You are indeed standing there, looking at me.

I blinked. Is this actually happening? Why is this happening? When I look around, there are still two or three unoccupied tables, so why do you want to sit with us?

I wanted to squeal, but of course I'd never do that, especially not in front of you. But not going to lie, it suddenly became hard for me to breathe because you want to sit with us. You, Jeon Jeongguk, the heartthrob and the hottest soccer player of our university, actually managed to call me by my nickname - that you have made - and went to sit with us. I shouldn't be surprised since we text now and then, but still! I thought I was some sort of boredom reliever, which I don't really mind, not realizing that you actually want to befriend me, or us, I don't know!

You followed the path of my gaze's old direction and then placed the tray atop of our table. Your friend did the same. You scratched your nape and smiled sheepishly. "A whole table would be big for us, so I thought sharing—"

"Yes, yes. It's okay, you guys can sit with us. We won't mind." I smiled back, scolding myself mentally for sounding so eager, as if I was the one who wants to sit with you and not the other way around. Hana nudges my foot with her own under the table. She is biting her bottom lip, probably holding herself from laughing at me.

And it's understandable. A whole table would be really spacious just for the two of you. No ordinary person would dare to ask to sit with you since you are Jeon Jeongguk. I finally recognized your friend, he's Eunwoo. Your soccer teammate. He's famous for his good looks and talent in sports too.

"Thank you." Eunwoo said, flashing a smile at us. He took a sit first before you, sitting beside Hana who is across me. I gazed at Hana again, after remembering that she does have a crush thing going on too with your friend, but she seems chill. Hana was more focused on teasing me and you. This sneaky bitch.

"Yeah, thank you, Ji." You smiled too after sitting, and I secretly melted. It's like honey to my bees when I heard you say may nickname again— wait. What? Honey to my bees?

Stop being a freaking spanked, Kim Hyunji.

I divert my eyes from you to my plate almost immediately, before everything gets worst.

We didn't talk during that lunch though, we just ate. We found ourselves in one table, but the worlds are still two. There was still a boundary between us, as you talk to Eunwoo, and as I talk to Hana. It is awkward

Maybe because we're just used to talk to each other using our phones. I'm not complaining though. Who am I to complain?

The lunch ended nicely nonetheless. We bid our farewells with sweet smiles after you thank me again. It still felt nice.

And it became nicer the next day.

You sat with me— us during lunch again. Eunwoo is not with you this time, and Hana has to excuse herself very early because she has unfinished business that is certainly a lie. That friend of mine only wants to tease the hell out of me, so she left me after finishing her food in only fifteen minutes.

And from there we talked about casual things. I strangely felt comfortable around you, and I could tell you felt the same too, to the point we naturally gain the guts to ask each other what we're going to take in college. It felt like we finally become friends.

You also confirmed that I am living in the ladies' dorm when I hummed an agreement. I didn't pay attention to that that much, until the school day ended.

I was at the library when you sat beside me again.

"I was wondering if you were reading the same William Shakespeare's piece again, but I guess not." You said when you placed your books on the table. "That's sad. I was about to tease you about the ending."

I dart him a glare, jokingly. "Bold of you to assume I didn't know it yet."

You stared at me in disbelief, before chortling. "Then why are you still reading it despite knowing how bad it will end?"

"It's like you're asking me why we are living when we're going to die anyway."

"So we're close enough to bicker now."

"I guess." I quietly laugh with you.

"But seriously, why?" You tilt your head, looking at me and focused and I could feel my heart stammering. You propped your elbow on the table, placing your cheek in your palm. "Why are you reading a book about lovers that you knew are bound to die? Isn't it saddening?"

"Not really." I looked back to you and saw you smile, and that made me face away only seconds after. There is no way I would let you see me blush. Just why are you interested in me reading a book? "What's I'm really paying attention to is what's happening between them in the middle of the story. They were happy. And that's the most important part for me. Everyone is bound to die at the end anyway, even Cinderella and Prince Eric."

You were deep in thoughts for a moment, probably acknowledging my statement. Then suddenly a thing pops up in your head, looking at me with utterly more confusion. "I think his name is Prince Philip."

I blinked and thought about it for seconds. "I don't really know." I blurted out and you replied, "Same." And we laughed again in unison.

Needless to say we spent an hour chatting instead of studying.

You finished your 'study' first and waited for me to be done.

I have no idea why you are waiting. Sure is I'm not the only one who is puzzled, even your fangirls are confused to the fact that you are waiting for me, a 'just somebody'. I keep feeling these pairs of eyes watching us secretly. It's creepy.

Then you asked me if it's okay to walk together on our way home.

"Well, we are heading to a same direction anyway." You answered me after I asked why, and you bit your bottom lips shyly. "And you're fun to talk to, but it's okay if you don't—"

"No, no. Let's walk together, it's fine." I'm a freak! I sound too eager again, aren't I?

Basically, you ate lunch with me, study with me at the library, and walk me to our dormitory— all of that on the same day.

Unknowingly at first, those three activities became a cycle every single day.

Your friends and mine began to see what's happening between us as well. They started asking.

Are we dating?

Everything became puzzling. I am sure we're not in that stage, we're just friends.

But why are you kind to me?

Why are you sweet to me?

Why are you sticking to me?

Who am I to you?

But I'm too coward to ask you those questions myself, hence I waited.

I waited.

@jeon_gguk
he is actually
prince no name

@jeon_gguk
like he's literally
called 'Prince Charming'

@jeon_gguk
i searched

@kimhyunji
lmao you did??

@jeon_gguk
yeah lol

@kimhyunji
bruh why hahaha

And additional question, why do I feel like Ara is annoyed at me?

I am not okay.