#eduan

This day started like every other. Jahad woke up early, ate his breakfast, and checked his backpack for the last time to make sure that he didn't forget to pack any textbooks. When he was certain that he had everything he needed, he walked out of the house. Jahad lived quite closely to his high school, so he didn't have to take the bus. The blond considered it a good thing – at least he didn't have to spend more time than necessary with those obnoxious jocks from his year. One of them was particularly annoying – the one and only Khun Eduan. Everyone knew who he was, and Jahad wasn't really surprised by it. Popular, rich, the captain of the football team, and the biggest heartbreaker out there. Also, as Jahad liked to call him, a massive idiot. They shared a few classes together, and none of them could ever be peaceful when Eduan was around. He was either ignoring the teacher to talk to some of his equally annoying friends, or throwing paper balls at Jahad to get his attention. It was all bearable, though. Until one day the teacher decided that forcing them to do a project in pairs would be a good idea. Jahad stared blankly at the wall, praying to be teamed up with someone who won't make his blood boil every time they open their mouth. The gods must have taken a break that day, though.

Barely a few seconds have passed since the teacher stopped talking about the project, and immediately a familiar blue-haired individual appeared near Jahad's desk. “You're the lucky one that's doing the project with me!” Khun exclaimed, grinning widely.

Jahad sighed. “I'm bursting with excitement,” he said with the most emotionless voice he could get out of himself.

The smile on Eduan's face seemed even bigger now. Jahad wasn't sure if he was just in a good mood, or simply didn't understand irony. “Then it's settled. See you after class in the library, blondie!” Even with clear protests from Jahad, he still managed to tousle his hair before leaving. Not only was Eduan annoying, he apparently didn't understand what personal space meant, too.

Before Jahad could even notice, it was time to start the project. He headed towards the library, doubting if Khun was going to show up, not to mention help with anything. The blond entered the room, and, to his surprise, Eduan was already there. He noticed him as soon as the door closed, and smiled.

“Missed ya, blondie!” he said loudly, and received a disapproving stare from the librarian. Jahad looked at him in disbelieve – how hard could it be to stop shouting for a second? “Wanna start the project already or do you prefer to have a minute to admire my perfect face?”

Jahad felt his cheeks burning at the implication. “L-let's start the project,” he replied, trying not to sound too hesitantly. Maybe Eduan was pretty, but it didn't make any difference. Or at least that's what Jahad tried to tell himself. Okay, he wasn't just pretty. Eduan was literally gorgeous, especially with that confident look on his face. And damn, every time they made eye contact–

“Hey, blondie, you listening?” Eduan asked, making Jahad come back to senses.

“Sorry, I kinda zoned out,” Jahad gave him a half embarrassed, half apologetic look. “And I have a name, you know.”

Eduan chuckled, and tried to tousle his hair again. This time Jahad somehow managed to escape from him. “Yup, but blondie suits you better, blondie.”

Jahad gave up arguing with him. It's not like Eduan's going to listen anyway.

“Let's focus on the project,” he said, clearing his throat.

The task wasn't too hard compared to other projects they had been asigned before. On the contrary to the first impression Eduan gave, he was quite smart, and willing to help. He even seemed to be really keen on some aspects of the topics they were discussing. Jahad really didn't like generalizing people based off stereotypes, but that curious glimmer in Eduan's eyes surprised him. It's not hard to find students who love nerdy and schooly stuff, but they were rarely one of the football kids. Eduan was nice to talk to, and he didn't seem to mind Jahad's slightly apathetic behavior, or shyness. Yeah, he was really nice.

Khun yawned, closing one of the textbooks with a quiet thud. “We've been sitting here for so long, blondie,” he complained. “Let's finish this tomorrow or something.”

“Sure,” the blond nodded. If they're going to keep up their pace, they'll finish it way before the deadline anyway, so taking a break won't hurt.

Eduan stretched in the chair he was sitting on for a little too long. He looked like a cat waking up from a nap.

“By the way, blondie,” he turned his attention to Jahad.

“Huh?”

“It's nice talking and all, but sitting in the library is kinda boring. You wanna go out on the weekend? There's a few cool places we could go to,” he offered, and started playing with a loose strand of his hair. “Treat it like a date if you want to,” Eduan joked, and winked at him.

Jahad's brain short-circuited. Did he just–

“S-sure,” he barely managed to choke out, which Eduan seemed to find entertaining.

“I know I'm breath-taking, but jeez, you have to control yourself. We don't want you to pass out, blondie.”

Jahad wanted to at least try to not act like a disaster, but it was way more difficult than that stupid project. The more he stuttered when speaking, the more he wanted to punch himself.

It's just a dumb date, the heck is wrong with me?!