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You would have lied if you said that you were not used to it, because you were. But you very obviously were not used to something of a similar, extreme almost level.

Lord help you.

“Why won’t you just realize that I’m being serious?” Baekhyun was matching your quick step with a little difficulty, basically already running next to you to keep talking at your level.

“Because I know how it works, Baekhyun.” You said, not giving him even one look, whilst his own two chocolate brown eyes were so glued to you, that he almost tumbled over some stray, empty water bottle on the floor, apparently a result of one of the students deciding to be too lazy to walk over and throw it into the rubbish can.

“But I really do like you, Y/N.” He said in a melting voice. “And you don’t believe me.”

“Because you like to play.” You replied coldly. You were looking at some invisible point before you in the long distance still, adamant to grant the boy even one single brief glance. “The gym is over there.” You held your finger up to point in the said direction. “You should go and run laps there, not run around the school and follow girls.”

“You know that I follow you, and exclusively you.”

“You know that I don’t believe you, particularly not you.”

There was a small pause, but just as you already let yourself think that he stopped rambling, his velvet voice filled the air around the two of you one more time.

“Really, if I was about to be honest, I seriously feel like you don’t like me.” Baekhyun said.

You merely rolled your eyes, still not looking directly at him. “I have told you multiple times that I don’t.”

For some reason, you thought that this time it would end at this, so you looked to your side where Baekhyun was nagging just moments ago, to see and make sure if maybe he finally decided to leave you alone.

First one of your mistakes.

“Y/N.” He said your name in a smooth, low tone, taking one decisive step to appear right before you. “Go out with me.”

“No.” You said.

You undisputedly were not losing this battle.

Baekhyun slid his hands into the pockets of his black leather jacket, his maddeningly enthralling chocolate eyes traveling over every little detail of your dewy face. You felt your own cool heart starting to beat in a very peculiar manner as soon as you observed his pupils dilate, a bubblegum blush falling on his soft cheeks, looking as if the little Amor himself was just standing behind him, poking him with his arrow not once, not twice, but over thousand times.

“You are totally like honey to me.” Baekhyun said. “Always sweet and making me wanna swoon.”

You gave him a questionable look. “Even when I say I will punch you?”

“Yes.”

“You need help.”

“I need you.”

“Baekhyun-”

He looked at you, scrunching his nose. “I have been in a total state of a constant despair this whole time when you keep stepping on my heart like that. Cold.” He added.

You let out an unamused laugh. “And where have you not been?”

To that, he took another small step a little closer to you. “In your arms. The only place that matters to me.”

“Dude.”

“Do you want me to beg you on my knees?” He asked whilst your eyes widened uncontrollably, not knowing what unnerved you more, the fact that basically everyone else in the school corridor could perfectly hear you, now watching the two of you with an unhidden interest, or the fact that Baekhyun actually sounded totally serious. “Because I will.” He added, as if to confirm your concern.

Your eyes immediately shot to his direction, feeling completely frozen and flabbergasted in your spot and not able to move at all as soon as you felt his gentle touch on your wrists.

You watched wholly mortified as he really went down on his knees before you, still holding you by your wrists and making you stay in place. And knowing that the notebooks which you have been holding this whole time were now uncomfortably digging into your side under your arm, the more you couldn’t wait to disenthrall yourself from that ridiculous position.

“Baekhyun, what the actual-” You let out an aggressive whisper, feeling an embarrassed angry blush falling on your own cheeks as you looked around startled, every student present in the corridor stopping whatever they were doing and instead watching the unusual scene before their eyes. “Holy mother of Jesus.”

“Please go out with me.” He asked you again, a thousand dazzles transforming his chocolate eyes into their own personal dance floor, seeing how profoundly they were dazzling when your reflection was present in them.

“Baekhyun, you are embarrassing the both of us! Everybody is looking at us!” You hissed, your cheeks burning out of an utter embarrassment.

“Let them look. I don’t care.” He said, completely unaffected.

“Well, I care!”

“Then say yes.”

For a brief while, you contemplated your options, but to be completely honest the situation was already hopeless as it was.

You let out a deep breath, trying to stay calm, no matter how many pairs of eyes  have been watching the two of you for what felt like forever until now.

“You are crazy.” You said.

“Crazy in love with you.” Baekhyun replied, sending you honey-dripping smile.

You could hear some of the girls in the background swooning at his words to you, leaving you seriously wondering if you perhaps were in the wrong film.

“Alright, I will go out with you.” You finally said, just hoping for this absurd to end. “Just stand up already.” You added in a low voice.

“Oh, because you pity me?” He asked. “Or maybe should I just stay like this, until one of our teachers comes?”

“No, I want to go out with you!” You half yelled out the sentence, mentally begging him to finally stand up and quit making a whole theater play in the middle of the school.

As soon as these words left your lips, a big wide smile made the way on Baekhyun’s mouth as he stood up. “That’s more like it.” He said softly.

You were left there completely amazed and frozen, wondering how insane someone needed to be in order to go to that extent to get what they really wanted.

“I will wait for you before your classroom.” He said, making you let out a squeak as he very gently placed his hands on the sides of your neck, his lips tenderly brushing your one cheek, then another.

You watched him as he slowly walked away to his own classroom, turning his head around every once in a while to send a tender smile your way.

In that moment you realized, how little you actually knew about him.

But later on, as the final lessons ended and you found his smiling face outside of your classroom door, you also realized that soon you would learn about him a whole lot more.

And for some reason, you didn’t mind anymore at all.

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