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For some reason, his wanting to match his emotion with my mood made me smile even more.

"It's nothing. It's just something stupid." I said, waving my hand.

"Nothing is stupid." Baekhyun muttered.

Then, without my permission, he grabbed the paper out of my hand.

"Hey-" I tried reaching for it, but he ran up the stairs before I could stop him.

I ran after him but he stopped abruptly, causing me to crash into him.

"Oof." he said, catching me so that he didn't fall.

Up this close, I could smell the lingering smell of his soap and shampoo. It smelt good, like a smell I could inhale all day long without getting bored of it.

I immediately pushed him away, feeling the heat on my cheeks.

"Really?" Baekhyun asked pointing at my exam sheet. "You were upset for these marks?"

I scowled at him.

"I'm not making fun at you. You can be upset. But really, you just lost 2 marks-"

"That's why I am upset! Ugh! Do you know how frustrating it is to lose only 2 marks?"

He shrugged. "I wouldn't know. I definitely have never got this much marks."

I snatched my exam sheet from him and walked away.

I had reached the bottom of the stairs when I heard him call me again.

"Hey Y/N! Wait up!" I stopped and waited as Baekhyun ran down the stairs and came and stood beside me.

"What?" I asked, folding my arms.

"Those marks. That's not what's bothering you."

I narrowed my eyes at him. The way this guy could read my feelings were creeping me out.

"How did you know?" I asked.

"Well, you told me you were scared of failure because you were scared to let down people who trust you. So I'm guessing you feel bad because you are going to upset your parents right?" He asked.

"This level of understanding is really creeping me out Baekhyun." I deadpanned.

"Am I right?"

I sighed and looked at my feet.

"I don't know what to say them. Again."

"Come on." he said, grabbing my hand. "I know what to say to them."

"Are you sure this is going to work?" I asked uncertainly, looking at Baekhyun, who was busy adjusting his fake glasses.

He turned towards me and gave a childlike grin, which caused my stomach to flip.

"Do I look like a nerd?" he asked, still smiling.

I glared at him.

"Isn't that stereotypical?" I asked.

"I think I look adorable in it."

I rolled my eyes so that I didn't have to agree to him.

"Why do you carry fake glasses with you?" I asked.

To my surprise, his pale cheeks turned the lightest shade of pink.

"There's, uh, just someone I, uh, wanna impress." he muttered.

Immediately, I felt jealous. Jealous of the person who could make Baekhyun blush like that.

I knocked on the door and waited for my mother to open the door.

As soon as she did, Baekhyun jumped in front of me and gave my mother a 90 degree bow.

"Hello!" he said cheerfully, causing my mother's expression to change from initial shock to a small smile.

"Hello! Er, who is this?" my mother asked, looking at me uncertainly.

"This is Baekhyun." I said.

"Oh. Uh, why don't you come in?" my mother said, moving aside to let us in.

"So, how was your test today?" she asked.

"Before I could speak, Baekhyun spoke up.

"She did really amazing! The test left everyone crying but Y/N managed to get really good marks. The teacher even praised her!" Baekhyun lied.

My mother smiled at me and I felt myself relax.

"Why don't both of you go and sit in Y/N's room while I get you something to eat?" my mother offered.

"Come on." I muttered to Baekhyun, going upstairs.

I closed the door of my room after Baekhyun and motioned him to sit on of the chairs.

Baekhyun looked around impressed.

"You've got an amazing house." He commented.

"Thanks." I muttered,  embarrassed.  "Both my parents are doctors."

"Oh, is that why they keep pressuring you?" He asked,  frowning.

I gave out a hollow laugh and sat down opposite to him.

"They don't pressurise me. They just want me to do well in life." I said.

"You can do well in life in many other ways too."

I shook my head. "They require too much hard work."

He raised ab eyebrow. "And what you are doing doesn't any? Look you need to fall down to get up. If you go only to the top, you will have only one direction left and that is down. We fall down so that we know how to pick ourselves up. There's nothing wrong in falling down."

I sighed. "What about you? You seem to be working hard to impress someone.  Who is it?"

Baekhyun blushed again.

I couldn't understand why I was getting so worked up about Baekhyun's relationships,  but I was jealous.

"Kim Allison." Baekhyun muttered.

"Allison?" I asked, puzzled. I had never really liked her.

But then again, she was more of Baekhyun's type.

"It's not a crush." Baekhyin said, in a rush. "It's just that she's so nice and pretty and perfect. And she did say she loves hanging out with me." Baekhyun gushed.

"But what's with the glasses?" I asked.

"Er, I overheard her yesterday saying that she liked nerd guys so..Why are you laughing?"

I couldn't help but smile. "Nothing you just remind me of myself. "

"I do? Are you saying that I'm going to become as smart as you?"

I laughed. "I meant you trying to change so that she likes you. "

He looked at me with wide eyes. "Have you- have you liked someone before?"

I rolled my eyes. "Am I that incapable of love? My fear of failure is restricted you know."

"No! I didn't mean in that way. I meant, who was it?"

I shrugged. "My friend, you could say. But I never really got the courage to confess to him. I did a lot to get his attention. But we just remained friends. At the end, he moved away."

"I'm sorry. I hope you can find someone who makes you confident enough to confess."

I smiled at him. 'Yeah, I hope I do."

"By the way, is your sister home?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"You said she had a crush on me right?"

"Baekhyun!"