on the road

3. Remember my name

Unfortunately, neither of our class's performances were selected by the school. Nevertheless, we'll still go to the school's New Year's Eve gala. After the eighth period, the class monitor stood on the podium again: "The school's New Year's Eve gala will be held at 7 PM tonight in the central gymnasium next door. Everyone, please gather here promptly at 6:30 PM. Remember to bring your own chairs from your classroom. This time, our class will be sitting in the front row, so please watch the performances carefully."
At 6:30 PM, the students, carrying their stools, left the classroom in an orderly fashion. I deliberately lined up last. The walk to the central gymnasium was fifteen minutes. I walked slowly, but kept a safe distance from the group. The streetlights came on, and looking at the students chatting and laughing ahead, I felt inexplicably down. I also felt like someone was watching me from behind. The moment I turned around, I met Do Kyungsoo's round eyes. He smiled at me first, and I politely nodded back, slowly moving to the side of the road to make way for him. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of Do Kyungsoo walking beside me, seemingly wanting to walk side-by-side. Feeling a little awkward, I could only look straight ahead.
"I remember your name, Xiao Xiaozhi, the Zhi of my beloved!" Do Kyungsoo said with a smile as he looked ahead.
"I remember your name too, Do Kyungsoo."
What I mean is that your name has been in my memory for a long time.
I chuckled. "With your poor Chinese, have we bumped into each other before? ...Maybe you saw my mom yelling my name in the street?"
Do Kyungsoo looked at me with an ambiguous expression. In that instant of eye contact, I felt as if I could see the emotions in his eyes; his gaze was unsettling, as if he could see right through me.
The light in her eyes had indeed completely disappeared, as if she had been deliberately hiding something, Do Kyungsoo thought.
The two stopped talking and walked forward quietly.
It was already 9:20 when the event ended. As I walked out of the stadium, I noticed a person standing under a streetlamp at the intersection ahead, seemingly waiting for someone. I gradually approached.
"Do Kyung-soo?!"
"You're out? It's getting late; it seems safer to travel together."
I discreetly observed him; he was indeed well-behaved and pretty. It seemed he was afraid of being assaulted late at night. I didn't point it out, but gestured for him to follow me. Under the streetlights, our silhouettes gradually lengthened.
[Interlude]
After the singing performance rehearsal, the students returned to the classroom, and the homeroom teacher organized a seating arrangement change. This time, I sat in the seat closest to the window, next to a boy. And across the aisle to my left sat Do Kyungsoo…
The thought of me practically bursting into tears while he sings fills me with shame. Does he think I'm acting like that because his singing is so dangerous? I feel uneasy having to face him every time I walk down the aisle.
After changing seats, it was dinnertime. I was probably too tired, so I drew the curtains and fell asleep on the table. In my drowsy state, I felt my arm, which I was using as a pillow, was a little sore, so I turned to my left and continued sleeping... When I woke up, I opened my eyes and was startled because Do Kyungsoo's cute face, who was sleeping, was right in front of me. My deskmate wasn't at his seat, and it seemed that all the classmates had gone to eat. I couldn't help but continue to look at Do Kyungsoo's face... The moment he opened his eyes, our eyes met. I hurriedly looked away, pretending that I had accidentally glanced at him, and then slowly turned my head to the other side.
I didn't see Do Kyungsoo looking at the back of my head and giving me a faint smile.
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