#cuteness
That kid loves to touch my cheeks. He says my cheeks are the softest cheeks he's ever touched and kneads them with mine. He does this not only when we're alone, but also in the hallways during school breaks when there are a lot of people, on the bus, and even on the bus when he goes on a school trip or retreat. It's a daily routine for him to run up to me in the hallway, reach out, poke my face, and then run away. It almost feels empty if he doesn't do it. When he hears someone running behind him, he'll intentionally run with me. No, Choi Soobin! Don't run!! You don't want to? I'm going to run!! I don't know how many times I've gotten caught by the teacher and had my ear ripped off.
One day, I had a class with that kid because of a career mobility class. During break, that kid would bring a sandwich and put it in his mouth, and the way his cheeks moved back and forth was so cute. So, during class, I called him from behind, turned around, and tried to poke his cheek with my index finger. I succeeded once or twice. I started to understand why he was touching my cheek. On the third try, I tapped his shoulder and prepared my index finger. As soon as he turned around, he bit my index finger. Aaaah!!!!!! As soon as I screamed, he took his hand out of his mouth, looked straight ahead, and played the role of a model student, paying attention in class. The teacher, thinking I was the only one who was doing something stupid, told me to go stand in the back. Then, the kid glanced back and giggled. He looked cute.
My heart doesn't beat the way I want it to.
Why does he jump up and down whenever he sees that kid?
I definitely don't like that kid.
maybe?