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Seo-Hyeon tilted her head, resting her head on her hand.
"you shouldn't let school get to you so much then."
She smiled once again at him.
(sorry its shorter, ive been a tad busy)
Seo-Hyeon tilted her head, resting her head on her hand.
"you shouldn't let school get to you so much then."
She smiled once again at him.
(sorry its shorter, ive been a tad busy)
(That's okay)
"I can't not let it," He tried to explain, looking down at his desk. "I don't really have much else better to do, anyway. I always need to catch up and learn because I'm so far behind on the learning curve. It just… just helps me feel less stupid." He shrugged. He had no idea why he was spilling his guts out to this girl, but it might get some advice.
"could i help you? If youre struggling with school work, i can help! I get pretty good grades, and i dont have any friends, so i dont have much to do anyway!"
She says, suddenly feeling like she was bragging and shoving everything in his face.
She did get good grades. Straight A student in fact, but she would never tell someone that unless they asked.
"No-no I'm not struggling… I'm just like, really behind cus it takes me longer to learn." He also got pretty good grades. He clung to his straight A's like they were his life source. He needed to maintain his 4.0 this year to help him stay in college. He was also taking middle college and that didn't help with his stress levels at all. "I'd like to be your friend, though. It'd be nice to have someone to study with or something."
Wait…. so this guy just said that he wanted to be my friend! I didn't know I would ever have a friend! Other than the teachers!
She thought to herself as she said something completely different.
"oh! Okay! I bet that's stressful!"
She says, then, the bell rings. She quickly pulled her hair up in a ponytail, slipping on her jacket and putting the hood over her head, covering her white-silver hair. A few kids walk in, some minding there own business, some not. Slinking down in her seat, she looks out the window, bracing herself for the daily routine.
"Oh, do you–" He was interrupted by her suddenly turning around and blowing him off, his mouth still half-open. "Okay…" He glanced up, watching a pair of teenagers meander over. Weird, those types of kids never came over to his corner. They always seemed to avoid him.
(mild warning I'm not good at all with bullies lmao)
"Hey dork," One said, kicking her chair slightly and tossing over her bookbag. "Decided to sit in the back away from us, huh?"
"please stop."
She said in a quieter voice, shrinking more into her chair. He was nicer than most, but he was still a jerk.
(dont worry, i can play them if you want me to)
(nah mate, I planned to keep it short anyway lol)
He went to respond, but Met stood up with a clutter, his knees basically knocking over the desk as he unfolded his six foot five self out of the desk, hanging over the pair of boys like a crow.
"She asked you to stop." His voice was quiet but forceful.
Quivering, a total change in behavior, she braces herself to be hit or kicked. But nothing happened. No getting kicked in the face, or punched in the gut, or getting her hair almost pulled out. Nothing happened. Daring to look, she raises her head looking behind her, to see the boy she was talking to standing up. She heard him say something, but she just thought he was minding his own business, talking to somebody else.
Looking haughty and bold over the pair of boys, they just backed away from him, explaining that they 'meant nothing of it' and they were just 'kidding around'. Met turned slowly to her and looked down, bending to gently touch her shoulder with his big hand, his round eyes coming into her view, his long locks of black hair getting in his face.
"Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah… Why'd you…. Do that?"
She pulled down her hood, feeling incredibly exposed with everyone around, pulling her hair out of the long ponytail. Looking st his face, he was really handsome and nice. He seemed like such a gentleman.
"You asked them to leave you alone," He explained, "and they were not." He knew he sounded kind of stupid in his explanation, but he didn't want to see a girl as nice as her get beat up in front of him, which was bound to happen by the way she was hiding. He still looked as tired as he was earlier, but his eyes were crunched up in a small smile.
Not be able to hold in a smile, she was about to thank him, when the teacher walked in.
"EVERYONE SIT DOWN YOU SCUMS"
The first class was always the worst with miss Penny, and she was just mad because she's single.
I'm single and in not mad…. Gosh penny.
Seo-Hyeon thinks to herself as she quickly turns around, giving Met an apologetic smile before doing so.
Met settled himself down in his chair as he heard Penny walk in, struggling to keep his legs from knocking into the underpart of the desk. He crossed his fingers together neatly on the surface and smiled back at Seo-Hyeon as she turned around, waving a little. He gestured for her to turn back around before Penny finished attendance and morning announcements came on.
Catching his gesture, she turned around while Penny was distracted.
"Hey…"
She whispers to her, handing him her phone number. She usually didn't give out her number to guys, or girls, or anyone actually, she had no friends. Just a friendly gesture, along with a cute smiley face on the paper.
Met perked up a little again, accepting the paper and looking down at it. He smiled and ripped off a piece of paper, writing down his own number to give to her. He always had his phone off during school– today would be no exception– but he would love to text or call her after school. So he wrote text me after school in his small, loopy handwriting before giving it to her.
Smiling, she happily took the paper, putting in her pocket in her skirt. (Which she was maybe a little to excited about) she turns around once again, smiling at him.
"So… Are you need here?"
She whispers to him,
Met smiled back, his gaze flitting up nervously to Penny before responding with a, "No. I've been living here since I was really young. I just try to stay away from people." He laughed softly before getting out some stuff to take notes. He gestured for her to turn around quick again, for Penny was passing out some papers to the class.
"Oh, oka-"
She was interrupted by his yet another gesture. Quickly turning around, smiling at the teacher while she gave her the papers. All of the teachers liked her, they had no reason to. She was always so sweet to everyone. Unless a guy flirted with her. Then she beats them up. She hates lustful guys. She likes romantic gestures, and the flowers and dates. And the little kisses. She loved all of it, especially the flowers and the kisses, those are her favorites. That's why she writes so many stories.
Penny handed Met his work and he went straight to it. It looked like another review day for the English final, which he was pretty confident about. He scribbled down sloppy but correct answers in each box and put it in his English stuff, then took out his French binder. He had about twenty minutes (most of the class he spent on English) and now he went to studying again. He had French next, and was very nervous. At least in his third mod he had Chorus, where he could relax and try his best to destress.
Glancing back at him, he looked like he was to focused to talk. After about twenty minutes, the bell rang, hurting Seo-Hyeons ears a little bit, she stayed there. Like she does every day. She waits until everyones out of the class room to go to the next.
(After a conversation or two, do you wanna skip to lunch?)
(Sure, we can skip now if you'd like?)
(Okay)
Walking in the hall, she was only looking for a certain someone, or else she would be sitting outside in a tree.
(Sorry it's short)
(That's okay)
Met had skipped his lunch and stayed inside. He was in his Chem class, dozing over his binders which were closed. He had finished both finals and was exhausted again. Thankfully she had passed by and saw him, though, since the science hall was right near the cafeteria.
Passing by the chemistry room, she glances over, seeing him asleep on top off his books. Laughing, he bounced over to him, tapping him on the shoulder.
"Hey sleeping beauty, what's up?"
She says suddenly in a way better mood than before. After all, she finally had a friend! She just hoped he was a fake one like the rest
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