#junhoxth

She ran an extra mile to wear herself out the night before so she would not do re-runs all by herself. Her Saturday mornings belong to Junho and their obligatory marathons with occasional commentaries and food fights. Being the youngest child, she was babied by her family. Only when she left Japan for high school that she had been exposed to friends that she can treat like younger siblings. Kim Junho for one shared her love for food and television pleasures.

She dressed up comfortably that morning, grabbed cookie bags, stuffed it inside her backpack and rushed to his place. Their house helpers pretty much knew that Gabby was as comfortable as any of the residents of the house. She greeted everyone with a cheerful good morning, obviously in a good mood as she skipped in the hallway towards Junho's room. "Wall Rose has fallen, Kim Junho!" She knocked on his door and pushing it open before peaking in. "Are you up yet?" Snickering she let herself in, stuffing a cookie into her mouth.

Gabby padded further into the room, tossing her bag at the foot of his bed as she looked around for the tv remote. Her parents didn't like her staying in other boy's room, especially at her age. But it's not like she was doing anything bad or shameful. They should be glad that instead of going around being reckless, she was pacified by hanging out with friends, consuming sweets and watching anime like it was nobody's business. "Where's the remote, Junho?"

She held a thick book on her arms as she made her way towards her last class for the day – History. It wasn’t boring or interesting for her, if she’ll be asked about her opinion towards it, she’ll most probably roll her eyes and shrug.

Even before she could step inside the room, the rest of her classmates where noisy and having fun. Her eyebrows furrowed, her gaze falling upon the taller male who looks like he was the core of the noise. He was laughing his heart out, and he looked crazy. But Rachel wasn’t glaring at him for that, he was standing happily on her chair and no one seems to care because they were all happy.

Rachel rolled her eyes and made her way towards him, slamming the thick book unto her desk making the rest of her classmates startled, the male almost fell but she didn’t care. “Move aside.” The rest of her classmates became silent, those two words were harsh and she swear that her tone will make him move aside, but he didn’t.

He looked at her blankly, still standing on her chair, this made Rachel angry. But even before she could kick or hit him, their teacher had already entered the room, making the guy startled, immediately moving away from her and her beloved chair. She glared at him once more before patting her chair as if removing the dirt from his shoes, and then she finally sat down.

“I’ll be grouping you into two – make sure you have passed your project about Greek or Roman Mythology before Thursday. Whether it’s Greek or Roman is both of your choice.” The teacher said in her coarse voice, but that didn’t bother her, she continued to flip the pages of her book when she heard her name. “Yoo Rachel and Kim Junho. Please stand up, you are our first pair.”