***
Tiring tiring-
In a room filled with darkness, the only light was her phone, which emitted a loud alarm sound. Pel swiped the screen to turn off the alarm, blinded by the bright light, and turned the phone over. Only after the trembling vibration disappeared from her fingertips did she realize that today was her first day of school. Ah, I don't want to go to school.
Ugh. Pel, who groaned and struggled out from under the blanket, headed towards the window. A rustling sound. The dark curtain stretched out powerfully, meeting the end of the wall, and a dazzling, almost dazzling, sunlight met Pel.
"Weather is good."
(The weather is nice.)
On the one hand, it's the first day of school, and it's exciting.
Three. In the quiet classroom, there's just you and me.
***
Green eyes and black hair. Pel, who exuded an exotic aura at first glance, was enough to capture the attention of the school children. With her pretty, dense features and small face, she was a new item in a school that was always repeating the same things.
"Hi, I'm Fel Evan. Feel free to call me Fel."
When Pel gently folded his beautifully extended eyes and greeted them brightly, the class went wild. His innocent, smiling face was so pure and beautiful. From that moment on, Pel became a huge rumor-monger at Seonyang High School.
But Pel's attention was completely focused on Seokjin, who was waving from the back seat. It was the first time he'd seen him wearing glasses. Unlike last time, Seokjin, with his bangs neatly down and his lips forming a 'hello', was somehow...
"It would be good to sit next to the class president. Taehyung, move to the front seat."
At the teacher's words, Taehyung grumbled in a low voice and threw his bag on the desk in front of him. The teacher is really annoying. Crunch. Taehyung roughly pushed his chair with his leg and got up, glaring at Pel, who was standing in front of the desk with his hands in his pockets.
"What do you know, you punk? Hurry up and sit down."
But our homeroom teacher, who was very perceptive, kicked away the gaze directed at Pel. Our teacher, a nice guide.
"Oh, teacher, when did I say I knew?"
Pel had to hold back a burst of laughter as he passed Taehyung, who was grumbling and glaring at him sharply like a kitten.
"Hey, are you laughing? Am I funny?"
It was a truly subtle laugh, but Taehyung caught it sharply. Taehyung grabbed Pel's shoulder with one hand and looked down at him with a blank expression. Pel, who looked up at Taehyung, snickered again. "Stupid, is that what they call facial expression management?" Pel naturally slapped Taehyung's hand away and said with a grin.
"No, it's cute."
With those words, Pel sat down as if nothing had happened. The class's mischievous shouts of "Ooh-" filled the classroom. "Fuck." Taehyung muttered a low curse and sat down nervously. I could clearly see his neck flushed red. He really looked like a kitten.
***
All the children in the class went down to the playground, and in the quiet classroom, Seokjin raised his head and stood up.
"what..."
Didn't anyone wake him up? Seokjin frowned, covering his throbbing head with his hand. It was still morning and the sun was hot, but Seokjin had no idea how long he'd slept under it. "Oh, I missed a period," he thought, his worry growing stronger.
Then, suddenly, the classroom door opened quietly and Pell appeared, wearing a gym uniform that looked a bit too big.
"Are you awake? You were sleeping so soundly that I was going to wake you up a little later."
"Oh, uh..."
When Seokjin still looked at Pel with a blank expression, Pel chuckled softly.
"You didn't wake up."
"Huh? Oh... I guess so."
Seokjin looked at Pel's brightly smiling face, then suddenly got startled and quickly got up from his seat.
"I need to change my clothes."
"I'll wait. Change slowly and come back."
As Pel closed the door and left, Seokjin pressed his hot face with his cold hands. Ah... The sunlight must have been really hot. His face... feels really hot.