The classroom was mostly empty, save for a few stragglers like myself. I couldn't help but steal glances at Hyejoo, who was sitting a few desks away, engrossed in her book. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, and her delicate fingers traced the pages of her novel with a grace that was both intoxicating and maddening.
I had been nursing a crush on Hyejoo for months, but she had been dating my best friend, Junsu, for just as long. It was a frustrating situation, to say the least.
As if sensing my gaze, Hyejoo looked up and caught me staring. She raised an eyebrow and gave me a playful smirk. "Like what you see, Lee-sshi?" she called out, her voice dripping with amusement.
My face turned red, but I couldn't help but smile back. I had been caught, and there was no use in denying it. "I can't help it," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.
Hyejoo stood up and walked over to my desk, leaning against it. Her proximity was overwhelming, and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. "You know, Lee-sshi, you're not so bad to look at yourself," she said, her voice low and sultry.
I could barely breathe as she leaned in closer, her lips barely an inch from mine. I was sure she could feel my heart pounding, and I was certain that she could hear it.
Just as I was about to give in to the temptation, the classroom door opened, and Junsu walked in. He stopped in his tracks when he saw Hyejoo so close to me. "Hyeejoo-ah, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice tight.
Hyejoo stood up straight and gave Junsu a dismissive wave. "Just chatting with your friend, Yoo-sshi," she said, her tone bored.
Junsu's face darkened, but he tried to play it cool. "Well, I need to talk to you about something. Let's go for a walk," he said, reaching for Hyejoo's hand.
Hyejoo looked at Junsu's hand, then at me. She gave me a wink before taking Junsu's hand and following him out of the classroom.
I watched them go, my heart heavy. I knew I shouldn't feel this way, but I couldn't help it. As the classroom emptied out, I stayed behind, lost in thought.
I knew I shouldn't think about Hyejoo this way, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't get her out of my head, no matter how hard I tried.
Suddenly, Hyejoo re-entered the classroom, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I forgot something, Lee-sshi," she said, walking over to my desk.
I looked up, surprised. Hyejoo leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear. "I'll see you later, Lee-sshi," she whispered, before walking out of the classroom again.
I sat back in my chair, my heart racing. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help but hope for more. As I packed up my things, I couldn't help but think about what just happened. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help but smile.
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