third individual's POV
Min, who generally remains in the library after classes, follows her daily schedule. That is to find a book that she finds intriguing and afterward sit at her typical individual space, which is the side of the farthest shelves that she got for herself.
The administrator wouldn't allow anybody to go there, realising that she is consistently the person who takes that space, that is held for her, you could say. There are numerous tables with seats and couches in the library, but she prefers to sit in that corner because it is more quiet.
She opened the window in that corner and sat on the floor, holding her chosen book for the afternoon. The racks are hiding her from other people's views, despite the fact that nobody truly goes to the library after classes. She begins to peruse, but out of nowhere, she hears the voice of a young lady from an external perspective.
"I truly like you! Kindly acknowledge my adoration.
''Daehyun-Oppa!" The young lady boldly inquired.
Min swallowed and is now pondering whether she ought to listen further to their discussion or simply slip it away. This is her most memorable time experiencing what is happening.
"A-and... I adored you whenever I first looked at you!" However, Min couldn't hold her desire to tune in, so that is what she did. She gradually shut the book she's perusing and let her body weight shift kneeling down as she gradually took a top on what was happening outside.
There she saw a young lady with a charming wolf hair style, red becoming flushed cheeks, and she's additionally holding out what resembles an affection letter to that somebody she is calling 'Daehyun-Oppa'. It was a person with strong arms, dark hair, and a somewhat greater nose, with rabbit teeth showing due to his mouth being agape.
Right, he's that person I saw with Eun-ssi and Jun yesterday.
The said male was showing such miserable eyes while checking out the young lady before him. He started to sniff, and when the young lady saw that he was crying, she overreacted and started to say her conciliatory sentiments. She even starts to cry with him as well.
"I... Please accept my apologies... I just," he said in the middle of his wails. He looked truly liable. "I can't return your sentiments; however, I would rather not hurt somebody. I truly apologise." He bowed to the young lady, who was a crying wreck as well.
Min felt an ache in her chest; she was so upset for the young lady since she got dismissed, yet she was marginally moved by the latter's benevolent dismissal as well. He looks excessively kind to try and cry since he is attempting to pleasantly dismiss her.
Who does that these days? Min thought.
"It's alright, Daehyun-oppa. Much obliged to you for listening to me. You are generally kind to other people, continuously taking our sentiments into account before you say or do anything. Also, I love you for that. In any case, assuming I am just being a burden to you because I even made you cry, I'll stop... so thank you, truly." The young lady bowed as well, and she leaves happily, satisfied that she didn't get dismissed.
Daehyun, who just dismissed the young lady, stood upright and cleaned his tears with the back of his hand like they weren't even there in any case. His look fell on Min, who was looking, and the stunned female swiftly plunked down with her heart thumping quick. She was discovered keeping an eye on them!
Min got humiliated, and she was all the while holding her chest since it was truly beating quickly. She is trusting that the male will move towards her, but the male never did so.
Then comes the chime, signalling that nobody ought to be in the school at this point.
...
At that point, it was night, and Min was sitting on her jumbo bed while at the same time squirming. Her telephone was before her, lying level on her bed with silk yellow sheets, which were her all time favorite ; her eyes were not leaving her telephone screen. She was so restlessly hanging tight for an instant message that she even skipped her supper in energy anxiety to make sure she was unable to miss that message.
Since Byul gave Seojun her phone number, she has been anticipating a message, or perhaps, in the event that she's excessively fortunate, a call. In any case, Min abandoned the call and is clutching that instant message, all things considered. She was instructed not to go after unimaginable dreams; indeed, a straightforward text would be enough for her.
Unfortunately, she's been hanging tight for a really long time now. She's been holding up the exact instant she ventured inside her room, not in any event, changing into her nightdress. It's been a day, however, Seojun actually didn't call her nor message her. In any case, Min actually won't surrender. She realises Jun will leave her a message. He ought to leave her a message.
Following five minutes, her phone screen flickers, and Min didn't burn through her time getting it.
"Hi?"
"Greetings Min!"
Min's grin vacillated, and she glared, all things being equal, feigning exacerbation as she moaned.
"What on God's green earth do you need?"
"Woah, Woah."
The individual on the other line laughed at her answer.
"What a lovely way to greet your Noona.We're expecting somebody, ain't we?"
Min just feigned exacerbation for the second time as she let her body fall on her bed, her head resting over her delicate pads.
"In the event that you realise that as of now, why inquire?"
The more established woman chuckled for some time as she paid attention to Min's cry. She realised that Min would be hanging tight for Jun's call, so she chose to call her to check, assuming they talked as of now.
"Did you converse with him?"
Min didn't offer him a response, and she recently murmured.
"Goodness, so he actually didn't call you? ... Indeed, that would not benefit from outside intervention. He is one of that business club's supervisors, so perhaps he's occupied with the school articles and papers."
'' Perhaps he won't actually call me. He likely has as of now discarded my phone number since it's not significant.''
"Hello, Hello! What's with the pessimism? He'll call you or send you a message. Simply hang tight for it."
"Much obliged, Noona. In any case, how could you try and call me?! Your room is only fundamentally close to mine!"
"That is the point. I could hear you sighing here, so I called you."
"You're an imbecile, noona haha, our rooms are soundproof."
"No big deal either way. In any case, assuming you talk to that Seojun fellow, will you be able to tease him a little?Make him need to converse with you more. Lure him; attempt to utilise grimy discussions.
"I'm hanging up!"
Min wound up the call quickly as Byul giggled on the other side, getting a charge out of how interesting Min's response seems to be. Yet, within, she's super stressed over Min. She was discussing whether she went with the ideal choice of giving Min's number to Jun. She called not to prod Min but rather to truly determine her status. She needed to ensure that she would not be excessively miserable if at any point her crush wouldn't call her.
After Min finished the call, she felt quite a bit better since she got to converse with Byul. It was consistently fun and loosening up conversing with her, yet she will not just own it on the grounds that Byul would just prod her. She cut her telephone down her chest while she murmured, gazing towards her roof.
Perhaps I shouldn't stand by any longer. He's presumably bustling like Noona said.
Before long, her eyes shut and her sluggishness surpassed her as she nodded off with her phone over her chest. Min actually stood by the entire day the following day, yet the call she was expecting never really came.
...
Min awakened from the commotion in her room on that Sunday morning. She opened her eyes gradually and saw Mrs. Park cleaning some stuff right in front of her, most likely discarding a portion of the pieces of paper he neglected to discard the previous evening.
Goodness, honey, you're not kidding." Her mother welcomed her with a sweet grin. Min scoured her eyes charmingly and sat on her bed while yawning.
"What time is it, mamma?"
"It's 8 a.m., honey. Come down the stairs to eat, alright? Your dad is waiting for you downstairs ." Mrs. Park strolled to the entryway, but halted when she remembered something.
"Uh oh, before it slipped my mind, your phone has been ringing since before, and it's squinting constantly." Perhaps you ought to proceed to mind it." She said before she shut down the way to cook for their breakfast.
My phone? How could it
"MY Phone!" Min hastily searches for her phone under her cushions and on her bed sheet, and when her look arrived on her side table, she at long last saw it. She got it and turned it on just to see five missed calls from none other than the man she's been standing by to call for what seemed like forever.
"H-He at long last called! I can't completely believe that he called me! Yaaayy!! He called!" Min was bouncing on her bed, shouting like some teenage girls . At the point when she felt satisfied, she sat on her bed once more and looked at her telephone to see new messages from an unregistered number.
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(Unregistered number):
You're not noting my calls, and I believe you're actually dozing. However, that is fine... I chose to simply leave you a message. Assuming that you read this, might you at some point meet me at Saint Cafe tomorrow morning ? I'll meet you before school begins. I trust it's fine for you.
-Seojun
Min screeched as she read the message. She hopped on her bed for the subsequent time, excessively energised for later, because she believes it should come sooner so seriously.
Yet, unfortunately, she actually needs to sit and wait for something like 23 hours before she meets Seojun.