"So, I saw that Mr. Jeon was talking to you after class, alone." Sam said in a funny tone.
"Look, he was helping me with my project. I don't even like him anymore." I totally lied.
"Stop lying." She laughed.
"Seriously I don't find him attractive anymore. I'm over him now."
Keep denying.
But why was I denying if she already knew? Oh yeah, because I can't like him and I'm trying to move on.
"Are you serious?" She seemed to believe me now.
"Yes, very." I told her and she nodded her head.
"Wow okay, so who do you like then?" She already seemed eager to find me another crush.
"Oh gosh Sam, nobody. You don't always have to like someone."
"I know, I know. Let's just go get something to eat." She pulled my wrist and took me to the cafe.
We sat down and got us food from the buffet.
"I swear this salad is always amazing, like what the hell do they do to make it so delicious." Sam was rambling on about how good the food was here.
"I love their dressing, its really go-" and before I could finish my sentence a boy came to our table and interrupted me.
"Hey y/n, I'm Kim Si-woo. I'm in your business management class. I was wondering if you wanted, to.. Uhm, go out sometime." He was nervous, I could tell. But he was oddly cute in an awkward way and I really was trying to get over my huge crush on Mr. Jeon This was my chance.
"Yeah, yeah. That would be great." I looked at Sam and she smiled at me.
"Okay, so how about tomorrow at 8?" He asked.
"Sure."
"Great, meet me at the library."
"Okay." With that he walked away.
"Oh my gosh y/n! You have a date!" Sam yelled happily.
"Yeah, yeah. I just want to know why he wants me to meet him at a library." I laughed.
"Well, I guess you'll find out." She joined me and we laughed together.
Yay, maybe we'll read books together!
Oh gosh what did I get myself into?
I walked into the library wearing a short lavender dress and my hair was curled.
"Wow. You look nice." Siwoo said as I walked in. He was leaning against a wall.
"Thank you. Siwoo. So do you." He was wearing a nice long sleeved polo with black pants. His blue eyes popped and his brown hair laid flat on his head.
"I know it's weird to meet at a library. I just needed to grab a few books. But, the plan is to go out to eat." He looked at me, eyes wide.
"Okay, sounds good." I smiled. Why was he looking at me like that?
We walked to a fancy diner and took a seat at a booth. It was really pretty in here.
"So, I know you barely know me. I just saw you in class a couple times and I think you're gorgeous." He smiled crookedly up at me.
"Thank you so much. It's really sweet of you to ask me out." I smiled.
"You're welcome. So my name is siwoo, like I said before. And I'm 22, I'm planning on joining my dads business after school. What about you?"
Just then I saw Mr. Jeon walk in. We made eye contact and after making a harsh face at me, he looked away. He was obviously mad about something or maybe he hated me.
"Oh, I- I don't really know honestly. I thought I had my life planned out but no, I'm not sure anymore." I hesitated. Trying to look at siwoo and not Mr. Jeon .
"Thats how I was for the longest time. I didn't want to be in my dads business, but I decided why not." He chuckled.
Just then, the waitress came up to us and asked us what we wanted.
"What can I get for you?" She said, smiling at siwoo and ignoring me completely.
"I'll take a water. And you?" He nodded towards me.
"I'll have water also."
She walked away.
The rest of the night was filled with small talk about how his dad was a therapist who owned his own business. He then asked me what my parents did for a living and I told him that my dad was long gone, because he left my mom and me when I was young. And my mom worked at the health clinic.
"Well, how is your project going?" I asked him trying to break our silence.
"Oh, it's going good. I'm almost done. You?"
"It's getting there." I told him as he walked me to the building my dorm was in.
"Well, tonight was nice." He told me, getting closer to me now.
"Yes, it was." I didn't mention how boring it was.
And before I could even have another thought. he kissed my lips. Which he was actually really good at. After a short second he let go of my lips and whispered quietly.
"Goodnight, y/n."
"Goodnight. Siwoo."
"Nothing really happened." I told Sam the next morning.
"Oh, come on. Nothing? Siwoo is cute though." She groaned.
"It was our first date Sam." I laughed at her.
"You are never going to give it up."
Don't talk about my v card like that.
"And that isn't any of your business."
"Fair enough. I gotta get to class. Love ya." Sam walked out of the door.
I grabbed my half finished project and walked to my business management class.
I didn't know if I wanted to go or not because I was sure siwoo was going to try to talk to me again and ask me out. Which was fine, but he was boring. Maybe it was just that first date.
"get to know" the other person and maybe the next date would be better.
I walked to my class debating to myself wether or not to actually go. And finally I decided I needed to go.
I took my seat as normal and waited for class to start.
"Good morning class." Mr. Jeon said.
"Good morning." The entire class said in synch.
"So today you should start typing your papers. Remember they are due next week and we will be going to the trip as well. Next Monday. remember that."
Class was class. It was nice to get a break from the note taking, but this project was very hard and I had to research a lot. But it was coming together nicely.
"Uhh, y/n. I need to talk to you." Mr. Jeon said.
What did he want now? I mean hello I'm trying to get over you.
"Yes?"
"Yesterday I saw you with siwoo."
"Yeah, I saw you. You seemed pissed." I blurted out without thinking.
"I was, upset. You see, I don't think you should be going out with siwoo."
Okay, what the hell did he just say?
"Excuse me?"
"I know it's not my business, I just don't think you should be with him."
"You're right, it isn't your business. And here lately you've been in mine. I mean, you helped me with my idea for my project but then you made this face. Like you hate me or something. And now you're telling me I can't be with someone and you even made a face at me last night. What is it? Why do you care?" I blurted out, kind of pissed.
"Well, last night was I guess a face of jealousy."
"Jealousy? What?" I'm confused as hell.
"I, uhh- I like you." He blurted out.
What the fuck? Did my college professor say he liked me?
"What? You like me?"
"Yes, I like you y/n."
He actually liked me? Oh my gosh. Someone wake me up from this dream.
"Oh, uh..." I had nothing really to say because I was so stunned.
"I know, I'm sorry. I just have liked you for a while."
"Then what was that face for the other day when you asked me to stay after class? You seemed mad."
"It was-uh, nothing." He hesitated and shuffled in his seat.
I pulled a chair up to his desk.
"Tell me."
"You're really beautiful and I guess I make that face when my body reacts to you."
Does this mean I turn him on?
"Oh." Inside I was smiling so hard.
"I'm sorry, y/n. Forgive me." He seemed sincere.
"No, it's fine. Really it is. I've always thought you were extremely attractive." I chuckled meeting his gaze.
"Really?" He seemed curious.
"Yes." I laughed.
"Well, maybe we should go out some time." He offered.
"I think dating my college professor would be kind of, well, not good."
"Well, I'm actually not a college professor. I'm an intern. Just for this semester. I guess you didn't know because I never said anything. And I never really talked about it."
"So that's why you're so young." I laughed.
"Yes, but I'm still not supposed to be dating any students. But I really like you."
"Well then it can be our little secret." I bit my lip.
"Okay, our secret then." He smiled at me.
Pinch me now or forever hold your pinch.