it's another day back at school but i'm completely and utterly ecstatic because i have just one more class before the spring festival break officially becomes a reality. i pull out my chemistry notebook from my locker and shut my metal chamber.

the school day is almost complete but i still haven't received a sticky note yet. i wonder if the person even showed up for school today but i won't be surprised if they didn't because not many students attended since we go on break from tomorrow.

i shrug and make my way to the chemistry lab.

i enter, standing at the back of the chemistry laboratory while overlooking the multiple practical stations in the said room.

today is the titration practical i was preparing for last week. i also managed to go over some of my work last night and i must say i feel a little more confident because i managed to make sense out of those notes.

"soo yeong ah~!" i hear two voices yell in sync.

i look in the direction of voices to see jimin and jungkook peeping through the little circular glass window on the door.

i smile at them and they throw up finger hearts and a thumbs up, "fighting! you'll definitely pass this!" jimin encourages.

i chuckle shyly, they actually remembered i have this practical test today. i raise my forearm into the air, bawling my fist and pull down, "fighting!" i softly mouth and then watch them run off to their next class.

"aish, those boy's are so cute," i laugh silently, opening up my notebook to do some last minute studying.

suddenly, i feel a pair of arms wrap around my shoulders which startles me. i try to get a look at who it is but to no avail.

"min soo yeong ah~!" i recognize a chirpy innocent voice which i've grown to love so much.

"taetae ah~." i giggle holding onto his perfectly made hands, "are you ready for the practical?" i ask.

"neh," he releases his grip from around me just as the teacher walks in. "but i'm nervous about who i'll get as a partner." he frowns and i mirror his expression.

"that makes the two of us." i pout, taking notice of the bandaid on his cheek. it's the bandaid i had given him yesterday. i look down as small smile forms on my lips.

"let me dish out the pairs for each practical station!" the teacher pulls out a list of names, which looks to be the register.

taehyung and i stand side by side listening to all the pairs being called out.

teacher-nim is definitely calling out the pairs in register order. i cross my fingers hoping to be paired with taehyung because according to the alphabets s comes before t so there's a high probability i'll be paired with him. (a/n: please don't tell me you recited the alphabets 😅).

"the next pair is soo yeong min," i look up at the mention of my name. i hope the heaven and stars pull through for me. "and taehyung kim." i breath a sigh of relief and taehyung looks at me with a boxy smile.

"guess i was nervous for nothing." he says and i smile as we make our way to a practical station with all the equipment are already laid out.

i silently thank the heavens and the stars because they actually pulled through. the teacher calls out a few more pairs and explains exactly how we're going to get tested. he also hands out a report which we'll be submitting after our practical is complete.

"i'll be observing everyone from my desk and pairs not working together will be marked down." the teacher says. "you may begin." he leans against the table, watching us intently.

"i'll set up the burette and you take care of cleaning the untensils?" taehyung asks as we put on our gloves and i nod in reply.

i begin cleaning out the utensils, setting it in an organised fashion. once i completed my task i put on a pair of goggles so i wouldn't dissolve an eye or something with the acid.

"you're ready to start the ex-" i ask but stop talking when i notice taehyung peeping at me through the funnel.

for the sake of it i place a peace sign over my cheek and smile. he chuckles behind the funnel.

"i think we should stop playing around now otherwise teacher-nim might mark us down." i say, getting back to work.

"fine." he frowns, putting down the funnel.

i pour some oxalic acid into the beaker but taehyung suddenly comes up to me, "watch your hair soo yeong ah~..." he tucks my hair into my blazer. "i don't want you bald after this experiment." i cackle at his words and he stares at me innocently. "what? being bald isn't funny." i laugh harder and place the beaker onto the table.

"i was right about you being 4d." he chuckles while proceeding to take the beaker but i stop him.

"yah! put on your goggles first taetae ah~!" he looks at me in surprise.

"aish, i almost forgot." he says, swiftly picking up the goggles.

i add in a few drops of phenolphthalein indicator into the oxalic acid solution then i look up at taehyung. he has to add the NaOH into the burette because i can't reach the top of it.

"aish, taehyung ah~ it's not that hard to put on goggles." i whine, watching him fidget with the goggles.

taehyung simply smirks and i watch him with curious eyes. he puts the band of the goggles securely behind his scarlet coloured head and he begins pulling the eye piece a distance from his face.

i raise an eyebrow at his behaviour and watch on. i'm sure it's him just being weird again.

i hear a soft chuckle escape his lips and he suddenly releases the plastic eye protector.

my eyes widen as i watch the goggles spring back at an insane speed and it crashes right into his face with sharp smacking sound and i wince in the process.

"yah! taehyung ah~!" i yell and hear him groan. "do you want to scar your already flawless face!?" i cover my mouth when i realise what words slipped from my lips but luckily taehyung is too much in pain to notice what i just said.

"oh man, i didn't think it'll hurt this bad..." he readjusts the eyeware with a pout.

"aish, i swear i felt the pain as well." i check his face for any damage and thankfully there's none, "and you're calling me 4d." i shake my head.

he chuckles sheepishly, "can i add the phenolphthalein?" he asks.

i place the beaker under the burette, "i already did it while you were busy so you have to add the NaOH because i can't reach the top of the burette." i say and he nods.

i watch as he carefully pours the chemical down the top of the burette, and he confirms if we have the correct amount added.

i fill some details on my report then watch taehyung open up the tap like structure at the bottom of the burette, which allows droplets of NaOH to enter the oxalic acid and slowly mix.

we both crouch on opposite sides of the beaker, occasionally swirling it while watching the solution for any change in colour. if we did the experiment correctly our final result will be a light pink solution.

"you were so worried for nothing." taehyung suddenly speaks and i look at him through the beaker, questioningly, "you knew exactly what to do." he completes and i smile softly as he makes to swirls the beaker.

he's right, i was worried for no reason.

he fills in his report and i watch the solution, "i think i can see the colour changing slightly," i say and he looks back at the beaker, closing the tap-like structure so the droplets come out slower.

"don't you think this experiment is sorta symbolic?" he suddenly asks and i look at him perplexed.

"symbolic?"

"neh, the solution will be a pastel pink by the end of this experiment matching the cherry blossoms that's soon to bloom." he smiles widely.

i stare at him shooketh. this boy's mind. i swear, "i didn't think of that." i mumble, swirling the beaker.

i notice him slowly close the tap-like structure and the solution turns a light shade of pink, "yah!~ it's been neutralised!" i get a closer look at it. "should we call over the teacher?" i ask and he nods.

i raise my hand grabbing the attention of the teacher and he slowly makes his way toward us.

i turn to taehyung giving him a closed eyed smile, "this is really pretty, it's exactly the same colour as the cherry blossom petals."

"do you know what else is pink?" he comes over to me.

i ponder, "seokjin oppa's favourite colour?" he shakes his head, "then what?"

the teacher comes over making my question to go unanswered, "this is the perfect colour," the teacher picks up the beaker. "you two worked well together, although mr. kim was a bit playful." i send taehyung a glare. "you two finished up the reports?" we nod, handing him the sheet of paper.

"good," he looks over it. "since you two are done like a few other students. you both can be dismissed aswell." he smiles at us, "have a good spring festival." he says and we thank him.

we remove all of our protective gear and wash up then we exit the room.

out in the hallway. i stop in front of taehyung, "tell me what else is pink?" i implore.

he ruffles his hair somewhat shyly and he straps his bag over his chest and rummages through it.

i stare in anticipation. he pulls out a little notebook and he suddenly spreads his legs laterally so that he's the same height as me.

i furrow my eyebrows at him. "i told you that you'd have to wait a little longer for it," he says opening up his notebook. "close your eyes soo yeong ah~" his voice is soft yet serious so i do as he says.

i feel him take my hand in his and he places something over it and it's really light in weight.

"you can open up your eyes," i do as he says, and he's still standing in that weird position.

i look down at my hand and my jaw drops while i stare in shock at what's in my hand. i make to say something but instead my mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water.

"read it," he simply says.

i look back down at the pink sticky note that's in my hands and on it is that cute character which taehyung had previously drawn- tata- and written over him is a little message.

"until this cold winter ends and the spring comes again and until the flowers bloom again. please stay there a little longer. please stay there."

i look at him in complete and utter shock and he's looking at me with the biggest boxy smile i've ever seen.

i can't believe this! the person that was giving me all those sticky notes was the one person i really hoped it would be.

my blood pressure is rising. my heart rate is rising. good heavens everything is rising. i might as well have a heart attack right now!

"soo yeong ah~," he takes hold of my hands, looking into my eyes and i stand completey frozen. "for the spring festival..." he encloses my hands in his. "... i know you have no-one to go with," his hands suddenly break away from mine and he removes my hair from my blazer. "so please, will you go with me? because i'm really looking forward to watching the cherry blossoms with you."

a/n: yahh! *flips a desk* the ending to this chapter is sooo terrible. *weeps in a corner* someone help me, give me tips on how to improve this because this is such a critical aspect in the book. *cries even more tears*

also, *sobs* thank you for 1k reads. *sobs* it means so much! i purple you!

just to give you guys an idea of how the experiment looks here's a picture of it. ↓

and this is what my titration experiment looked like... lmaoo i over titrated so i had to redo the entire thing 😧.

~author-nim💜