"flora!" a familiar gentle voice called out, and i quickly set my bag down on the cherry table and turned to glance over my shoulder, my almond shaped eyes widening as my eyebrows arched.

my fingertips rested on the smooth wood, graphite smudges covering them. "hey junmyeon. what's up?" he jogged up to my table and i pushed my dark hair back with my hand, causing a blush to flare across his warm cheeks as he avoided eye contact. "come, sit." i invited him to take a seat across from me, and he simply nodded, his chest rising and falling quickly. his peach pink hair seemed soft, and i had to refrain from reaching across to pet it.

"well, i know we just met a couple days ago and all, but i was wondering if you wanted to go...rock climbing with me?" his eyes looked anywhere but at me, and i smiled in slight adoration as he seemed so unsure, so delicate. after i didn't respond for a moment, he only said, "forget it. seeya tomorrow!" before giving me two finger guns, and slinging his backpack over his shoulder again.

"no no, wait." i reached over and grabbed the front of his shirt, sitting him down in the seat again. my tan hand stood out against his crisp, white shirt, and as i let go, i noticed the harsh wrinkles that i painted on. "rock climbing is lit."

he perked up, dorkily smiling widely, patting down the wrinkles where i had so aggressively grabbed him. "really? cool! i'll pick you up?"

i brought out my motorcycle keys from the pocket of my leather jacket, my legs getting goosebumps from the chill of the university library against the rips in my jeans. "nah. i'll pick you up." i shot him a cheesy grin with my tongue poking out between my teeth.

he only smiled wider, laughing, which in turn made me giggle too. what a sweetheart.