(NOTE/REMINDER)

These chapter' timeline from chapter 2-4. Meaning, they from when Namjoon and Jisoo got in class, to when they are making the flyers in your home. Jisu didn't make any wishes yet.

These are deleted chapter since i though that they make the story longer, but realizes that only makes you relationship with Namjoon a little bit weak.

Also, these chapter really happened and just cutted if you're confused. That is all. I hope you like this Chapter :)
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"Don't tell me you don't feel what i feel
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"I live to my I love."
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I am out in my porch for a change of scenery. The breeze is really nice today. It feels soft and lights as it caresses my skin. The four of us decided to take a break. The three of them are inside, eating a snack or something while me out here.

I took a deep breath and close my eyes.

The weather today is just perfect. It calms me down and helps me clear my mind.

But not totally.

Since Namjoon is still in it.

And that made me think, since when did i start to become fond of Namjoon?

No matter how much i try to deny him, he just naturally became part of my life. No matter how much i pushed him away, he manages to slip through and touch my heart.

Before i knew it, he's always there in my mind.

'When I first met him, I really don't want to get close to him...'

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The school bell rings, signally it's time for lunch. Students began to get their seats, including Jisu who is walking towards me.

"Where do you wanna eat lunch?"

"In here."

I grins mischievously at her.

It is not allowed to eat inside the classroom, but since Jisu is here...

"Come on. Why don't you take that authority to yours in use?"

She gives me a disapproving look.

"Jisoo..."

"Don't you like eating here? It's quiet and peaceful."

I said while taking out my bread from it's paper bag.

"Oh, it got squished from earlier."

I look up at my twin.

"What are you waiting for? Grab your lunch."

She sighs and go back to her seat to get her lunch. She comes back and places her lunch box on my desk.

"Hey."

She motions at the transferee who's scribbling something in his notebook.

"Don't you think we should ask him to eat lunch with us?"

I didn't bother to look at him and shrugs.

"He'll join us if he really wants. Let him be."

"Still. I feel bad eating while someone near us is not."

I roll my eyes at her.

"Do whatever you want."

I sneak a glance at the guy.

'What is he even writing?'

"Namjoon?"

He jumps a little, surprised by the sudden address.

"Want to join us?"

She asks with a smile and he looks hesitant. He looks at me, and i just avoid my gaze.

"Um..."

He looks very unsure about what to do.

"I don't have a lunch."

"Oh, tha's fine. We can share with you."

She nudges at me while i give her a look.

"I have extra chopsticks, too."

"No. I'm fine. I don't want to---"

But befores he can finish his sentence, his stomach growls loudly enough for me to hear. His cheeks flushes red from embarrassment. I can't help out to snort a little at that.

'That's really loud.'

Jisu giggles and motions for him to come.

"You seem very hungry. Come, sit with us."

She pulls out a chair for him. He finally surrenders and walks up to my table.

"Thank you..."

"Jisu?"

The secretary of our class suddenly comes in my room.

"There's a meeting. Let's go."

"Oh...okay."

She sighs and stands up.

"You can have my lunch Namjoon and Jisoo."

She nods at me and namjoon.

"Eait a lot, the two of you. Bye!"

"Thank you for your offer."

He bows a little at her and she beams. She waves then run off with the secretary. And now there's only the two of us. I don't have any plans of talking to him. In fact, i feel really tense right now due to his presence. My heart is beating weirdly.

But at the same time, i feel tingly and glowing. I glance at him and he's fiddling with his chopsticks. I sigh a little.

"Don't be shy and just eat. She'll be upset if she learned that you're not eating after that loud complain from your stomach."

He blushes again when he remembered what his stomach did. But he laughs a little.

"Sorry about that. I didn't eat breakfast."

I hum and nod.

The two of us are eating quietly. I can't say that it's comfortable since i am trembling.

'What the heck is wrong to my body?'

It's not that i am cold. My body just feels very excited yet weird for some unknown reason. And that only happened when Namjoon is near.

'This is why i don't like being literally close to him.'

I feel intruded. He's a stranger, yet i already feel so close to him. I huff quietly and roll my eyes.

'Whatever. This is probably nothing.'

Then, my eyes met with Namjoon and my heart jumped over my throat. I start choking on my bread.

"JISOO!!"

He stands up and panics.

"Water! Where's the water?!"

I shake my head and continue to choke. I pound on my chest. There are tears forming in my eyes. He manages ro find a bottle water and gives it to me.

"Why did you choke?!"

I just glare at him as i drink.

"Wait, whose water is this?"

He just shrugs.

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'I was so embarrassed that time, but now i'm just laughing at that memory.'

I chuckle as i think back at what happened.

'Was it on the first day too? I just got the highest score thanks to Namjoon.'

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It's art time.

All of us are tasked to draw or design the hard boiled egg's shell. I'm not that good at drawing and i'm been staring at my egg for ten minutes.

'Should i just eat it?'

I glance at my seatmate and saw him drawing on Angry Bird on his egg.

'Oh, should i just shading to this egg and say that i drew an egg on this egg?'

That's not a bad idea: a 3D egg.

But for sure, i will not only get the lowest score, i will also recieve a slap on the head from my teacher.

I sigh again.

'Let's not risk it.'

I look around the room, trying to look for an inspiration or something that can give me an idea. And my eyes stops on someone.

'An egg!'

From my angle, i can see an eg----Namjoon.

'What a sorcery...he looks like an egg!'

I purse my lip trying to stop myself from laughing. I immediately pick up my color pencil.

'Thank you Namjoon, for looking like an egg.'

I can't stop giggling as i draw him. I even bite my lower lip to stop laughing out loud. Surprisingly, it's not that hard to draw him. After i am finished, i give my egg one last look.

"Perfect!"

'I'm a genius! I'm so pround of myself right now.'

I grin and decided to sneakily take my picture of my masterpiece.

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I can't stop myself from smiling. I can still remember that i laughed so loudly that the teacher scolded me, and i also got caught for using my phone during class hours.

As a result, i got punished which is by kneeling down while raising my hands up.

'Speaking of punished, Namjoon and I got kicked out of class back then.'

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Namjoon can be serious and distant at most time. For as long as i know him, i rarely see him act mischievous and cheeky. But it looks like he's in the mood to act like one now.

It's not even a day when the two of us are sitting next to each other, but he's already bugging me like a kid that wants attetion.

'Is he like this to Jisu, too?'

He would throw crumple papers in my way. Written there are some question such as what is my favorite color and food, what type of animal do i like, and so on.

Do you like math?

I look up at the board where my teacher is writing numbers which maked my head dizzy.

Not really.

I throw the paper back to him. I expect to receive the paper in an instant like the usual but it's already past 30 seconds. I look at hin and saw him writing something then erasing it again.

'What's taking him so long to write what he wants?'

Then after a while, he throws the paper at me. This time, the paper is more crumpled than before.

Me neither... All I care about is your number.

I grimace at the lame pick up line.

'Namjoon, what the...'

I glance at him and chuckle at what i saw
He has his face on his hands. I can tell that his face is really red since it reaches his ears too. He's surely embarrassed.

Are you low-key trying to get my number?

Yes.

Sorry, but i'm won't give it to you.

Why not?

Cause I won't have one if i give it to you.

He gives me an are-you-kidding-me-look. I stick out my tongue at him slightly and look at the front. But my eyes met the teacher's angry one.

"JISOO, NAMJOON. OUTSIDE."

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'It was so unfair. Were we just talking quietly and not disturbing the class yet we got punished.'

But it's not like the two of us didn't like what happened. Even though my arm become sore after the punishment. I am still feeling all giddy and silly. And that's when i felt for the first time that is school is enjoyable.

Not because of homework and suffs.

But because of people in it.

'Namjoon...it's because of Namjoon.'

And i don't mind staying late in school because of his presence.

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This is not a coincidence at all. The two of us were assigned to clean the classroom today. The two of us are just cleaning in silence. I am wodering why he is unusually so silent. I glance at him and saw a small pout on his lips.

'Wait, he's still sulking about the egg thingy?'

Namjoon found out about my work earlier that day. He...didn't take it that well. I tried to apilogoze to him, but of course, i am not really sorry. Instead, i find his reaction funny.

"Um...Namjoon?"

"This is no Namjoon. I'm an egg."

"Come on."

'Yup. He's still upset.'

He touches his jawline while frowning.

"How can i look like an egg?'

"Do you wanna know why?"

He looks at me with a doubtful face.

"Do i even wanna know why?"

I chuckle.

"Of course."

He looks at me with curiosity.

"Okay. Why am i an egg?"

"Because the moment I saw you, my smile turns sunny side up."

I throw a playful wink at him.

"...credits to Foogle."

"...goodness."

He sigh and looks away from me.

"Jisoo. I'm so sorry. My pick-up lines and I are such a bad influence on you."

He covers his mouth with his hand as he acts like he's crying.

"I never meant any harm."

He sniffles.

"Shut up and just clean."

He shakes his head and chuckles.

"You crack me up. Jisoo."

I stop erasing the board and slowly look at him.

'Did he just...'

"Do an egg-cellent job on cleaning."

And he proceeds to sweep the floor as if he didn't just made a pun.

"Namjoon. Don't talk to me anymore."

"Why?"

But i didn't said anything and just clean.

"Jisoo?"

He comes closer to me.

"Why are you egg-noring me?"

I close my eyes and exhale.

"You don't like my egg-septional jokes?"

"Egg-sactly."

I form my armd into sn X (eggs).

"Don't talk with me."

"You started it."

"I was trying to cheer you up."

"Thank you."

"But you took the pun too far."

"At least i turn your smile sunny side up."

"Stop."

"Okay."

'This is what happned when i try to cheer someone up. It turns into a pun party.'

"We still have club meeting, right?"

I dust my shirt and look at him with surprised look.

"You want to have a club meeting? We have nothing to do though..."

"Well, we can do something."

I raise my eyebrows at him.

"What do you have in mind?"

He grins before putting the broom in its place.

He told me to wait in my clubroom. It's been almost ten minuted and he's still not there.

'What is that guy planning to do?'

I was about to stand up when the door finally opens, reavealing a Namjoon who's holding a laptop, video projector, and some snacks.

I walk up to him and grab the bag of snacks to help him.

"What's all of these for?"

"Movie dat---"

She didn't finished her word, i raise my eyebrow for confusion and wait for her to continue.

"Time!!"

I chukle at him and give him a questioning look again.

"What for?"

"For us to get closer."

"What?"

'I swear my heart didn't just skipped a beat.'

"How do you expect us to get closer through a movie?"

He looks at me then hums, pondering.

"I don't know."

He grins at me and i can feel my cheeks flushing. He sets the laptop and projector on the table.

He begins to look for something.

"And why can't we just watch the movie in the laptop?"

"But you don't like being physically close to me, right?"

I pause.

'Is...was i obvious?'

He looks at me over his shoulder and flashed me a comforting smile.

"Don't worry, i'm not offened. I respect your personal space that's why i decided to use projector. We can watch the movie with a meter distance between us."

"Oh..."

I don't know how i feel at his thoughtfulness. But i do feel fluttered by his gestures.

'Thank you.'

I just stare at him as he organizes everything.

'He's more observant than I thought.'

I draw the curtain, making it dark in the room and the movie on the wall more visible. After finishing the set up he turns and gives me my favorite snacks.

"You can take chair and table. I'll just sit on the floor."

I didn't say anything and just sit down. He starts playing the film.

I use my arms as pillows. I don't know why i cant't say anything. His efforts just makes me speechless.

The movie is interesting, but my eyes keep drifting to Namjoon. He looked so concentrated on the film. Without making a sound, i stand up from my seat and sit next to him. He didn't even noticed that i am next to him until i lie down on my tummy.

"Jisoo? Why are you..."

"The floor seems comfortable."

"Huh?"

He looks at me with amused eyes.

"Well...okay."

He didn't say anything, and the two of us i just turn to attention the movie.

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