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pov: “hi, i’m sunghoon.” he smiled and offered his hand. “mind if i sit here?” you looked at him from head to toe before glancing at the empty seat beside you. that seat had been empty since the first day of school. not because it was reserved, but because nobody dared to sit there. you were the most popular girl in school, the kind everyone knew about even if they had never spoken to you before.  people admired you, talked about you, and tried to get your attention, but they also kept their distance. you were known for being blunt, difficult, and uninterested in almost everyone around you. which was why seeing this boy casually standing beside your desk confused you. you glanced at his hand but didn’t take it. “you know who i am, right?” sunghoon blinked. “should i?” you narrowed your eyes. most people would’ve immediately apologized by now. sunghoon only smiled and pulled the chair out. “i’ll take that as a yes.” before you could stop him, he sat down beside you as if it was the most normal thing in the world. you spent the rest of the class waiting for him to get uncomfortable. but he never did. instead, he was annoyingly nice. when you forgot your pen, he lent you one without making a big deal out of it. when you arrived late and missed part of the lesson, he quietly slid his notebook across the desk. “you can copy it.” you frowned. “i didn’t ask.” “i know.” “then why are you giving it to me?” sunghoon shrugged. “because you need it.” you stared at him suspiciously before taking it anyway. for some reason, that became your routine. days turned into weeks, and every morning sunghoon appeared beside you without fail. sometimes he’d talk about class, sometimes he’d ask random questions, and sometimes he’d just sit quietly beside you. strangely enough, you found yourself getting used to it. during break time, you usually stayed inside the classroom. eating alone never bothered you, and most days you weren’t hungry anyway. sunghoon seemed to notice that quickly. one afternoon, he dropped a small container onto your desk before taking the seat beside you. you glanced at it. “what’s this?” “cookies.” “i can see that.” he chuckled. “i baked them.” your eyes immediately narrowed. “you bake?” “yes.” “why?” “because i like it.” you looked at the container suspiciously. sunghoon pushed it a little closer. “try one.” “what if it’s bad?” he placed a hand over his chest dramatically. “that hurts.” rolling your eyes, you grabbed one just to stop him from talking. the second you took a bite, however, your expression changed. sunghoon noticed instantly. “good?” you quickly looked away. “they’re okay.” his grin widened. which meant he knew exactly what that answer really meant. after that, the cookies became a regular thing. sometimes brownies. sometimes muffins. sometimes little pastries he’d made the night before. you never asked for any of it, but somehow you always accepted. and somewhere along the way, talking to sunghoon became the best part of your day. you started looking forward to seeing him in class. when something funny happened, he was the first person you wanted to tell. when lessons became boring, you found yourself waiting for his ridiculous comments just to make you laugh. it wasn’t until then that you realized something dangerous. you liked him more than you should. the realization hit especially hard one afternoon when you arrived at school and spotted a group of girls surrounding sunghoon near the hallway. he was smiling politely while holding a paper bag. cookies. the same cookies he always gave you. one girl laughed brightly while another is so close to him. a third asked if he could try them. for some reason, the sight bothered you immediately. you stared for a few seconds before looking away. stupid. why were you even upset? sunghoon could give cookies to whoever he wanted. still, the irritation stayed with you all day. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp
pov: “hi, i’m sunghoon.” he smiled and offered his hand. “mind if i sit here?” you looked at him from head to toe before glancing at the empty seat beside you. that seat had been empty since the first day of school. not because it was reserved, but because nobody dared to sit there. you were the most popular girl in school, the kind everyone knew about even if they had never spoken to you before. people admired you, talked about you, and tried to get your attention, but they also kept their distance. you were known for being blunt, difficult, and uninterested in almost everyone around you. which was why seeing this boy casually standing beside your desk confused you. you glanced at his hand but didn’t take it. “you know who i am, right?” sunghoon blinked. “should i?” you narrowed your eyes. most people would’ve immediately apologized by now. sunghoon only smiled and pulled the chair out. “i’ll take that as a yes.” before you could stop him, he sat down beside you as if it was the most normal thing in the world. you spent the rest of the class waiting for him to get uncomfortable. but he never did. instead, he was annoyingly nice. when you forgot your pen, he lent you one without making a big deal out of it. when you arrived late and missed part of the lesson, he quietly slid his notebook across the desk. “you can copy it.” you frowned. “i didn’t ask.” “i know.” “then why are you giving it to me?” sunghoon shrugged. “because you need it.” you stared at him suspiciously before taking it anyway. for some reason, that became your routine. days turned into weeks, and every morning sunghoon appeared beside you without fail. sometimes he’d talk about class, sometimes he’d ask random questions, and sometimes he’d just sit quietly beside you. strangely enough, you found yourself getting used to it. during break time, you usually stayed inside the classroom. eating alone never bothered you, and most days you weren’t hungry anyway. sunghoon seemed to notice that quickly. one afternoon, he dropped a small container onto your desk before taking the seat beside you. you glanced at it. “what’s this?” “cookies.” “i can see that.” he chuckled. “i baked them.” your eyes immediately narrowed. “you bake?” “yes.” “why?” “because i like it.” you looked at the container suspiciously. sunghoon pushed it a little closer. “try one.” “what if it’s bad?” he placed a hand over his chest dramatically. “that hurts.” rolling your eyes, you grabbed one just to stop him from talking. the second you took a bite, however, your expression changed. sunghoon noticed instantly. “good?” you quickly looked away. “they’re okay.” his grin widened. which meant he knew exactly what that answer really meant. after that, the cookies became a regular thing. sometimes brownies. sometimes muffins. sometimes little pastries he’d made the night before. you never asked for any of it, but somehow you always accepted. and somewhere along the way, talking to sunghoon became the best part of your day. you started looking forward to seeing him in class. when something funny happened, he was the first person you wanted to tell. when lessons became boring, you found yourself waiting for his ridiculous comments just to make you laugh. it wasn’t until then that you realized something dangerous. you liked him more than you should. the realization hit especially hard one afternoon when you arrived at school and spotted a group of girls surrounding sunghoon near the hallway. he was smiling politely while holding a paper bag. cookies. the same cookies he always gave you. one girl laughed brightly while another is so close to him. a third asked if he could try them. for some reason, the sight bothered you immediately. you stared for a few seconds before looking away. stupid. why were you even upset? sunghoon could give cookies to whoever he wanted. still, the irritation stayed with you all day. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #sunghoon #sunghoonenhypen #fyp

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