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pov: ”excuse me, that’s my seat,” heeseung says and hold your seat, but you didn’t hear it properly. “what?” you removed your earphones. “i said that’s my seat—” you cut him off before he could finish. “does your name written on it?” heeseung stared. you stared back. and just like that, the two of you became enemies before the first class even started. well… maybe not enemies. but definitely people who found each other annoying. very annoying. “i got here first.” “and i sat here yesterday.” “that’s not how seats work.” “that’s exactly how seats work.” “who made that rule?” you crossed your arms. “me.” he immediately says. you immediately rolled your eyes. heeseung looked equally unimpressed. the argument only stopped because your teacher finally entered the room. after one final glare, heeseung dropped his bag onto the chair beside you and sat down. unfortunately, that became a problem. because from that day onward, you were seatmates. and somehow, neither of you could stay quiet. if heeseung answered a question correctly, you’d tell him not to look so proud. if you got a higher score on a quiz, he’d accuse you of secretly bribing the teacher. if he forgot his pen, you’d laugh at him. if you forgot yours, he’d laugh louder. the two of you spent more time arguing than actually talking. one time, heeseung accidentally bumped into your desk. “watch where you’re going.” “you act like i crashed a car.” “you basically did.” another time, you dropped your notebook. instead of helping, heeseung simply looked down. “you dropped something.” “no way.” “i know. shocking.” you almost threw the notebook at him. despite all the sarcasm, somehow neither of you ever moved seats. neither of you ever asked to be separated. which was strange because by all logic, you should’ve hated each other. then came the day everything changed. it happened during lunch. everyone else had already left the classroom. some went to the cafeteria while others headed outside, leaving the room completely empty. you were in a hurry to buy food and accidentally forgot your wallet on your desk before leaving. heeseung noticed it almost immediately. mostly because he planned on teasing you about it later. “who forgets their wallet?” he muttered to himself, then picked it up. unfortunately, the moment he did, something slipped out. a small photograph. heeseung bent down and picked it up. then froze. because the little girl in the picture looked familiar. very familiar. he looked closer, then his eyes widened. “no way.” the photo showed two preschool kids sitting on a playground slide. a little girl and a little boy, both smiling, and covered in dirt. and suddenly—he remembered. the playground, the summer afternoons, the little girl who used to steal his snacks, and the little girl who made him play tea parties—it was you. he sat there staring at the photo for several moments, trying to process it. all those childhood memories that he’d completely forgotten suddenly came rushing back one after another. the more he looked at the picture, the more certain he became. there was absolutely no way. yet somehow—it really was you. when you returned to the classroom several minutes later, you immediately noticed something was wrong. heeseung was smiling. which was concerning. because heeseung never smiled at you. not like that. before you could ask, he suddenly stood up, then walked directly toward you. then—hugged you. you immediately froze. “what are you doing?!” heeseung looked delighted, ignoring your words. “you remember me?” “no?!” “you don’t?” “no?!” you almost shout at him. he looked genuinely offended. which made absolutely no sense. you pushed him away. “what are you talking about?” instead of answering, he handed you the photograph. you looked down. then blinked once, twice, then three times. because— “no way.” heeseung immediately pointed. “that’s me.” you looked at the picture. then at him. then back at the picture. then back at him again. “no way.” “yes way.” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #fyp
pov: ”excuse me, that’s my seat,” heeseung says and hold your seat, but you didn’t hear it properly. “what?” you removed your earphones. “i said that’s my seat—” you cut him off before he could finish. “does your name written on it?” heeseung stared. you stared back. and just like that, the two of you became enemies before the first class even started. well… maybe not enemies. but definitely people who found each other annoying. very annoying. “i got here first.” “and i sat here yesterday.” “that’s not how seats work.” “that’s exactly how seats work.” “who made that rule?” you crossed your arms. “me.” he immediately says. you immediately rolled your eyes. heeseung looked equally unimpressed. the argument only stopped because your teacher finally entered the room. after one final glare, heeseung dropped his bag onto the chair beside you and sat down. unfortunately, that became a problem. because from that day onward, you were seatmates. and somehow, neither of you could stay quiet. if heeseung answered a question correctly, you’d tell him not to look so proud. if you got a higher score on a quiz, he’d accuse you of secretly bribing the teacher. if he forgot his pen, you’d laugh at him. if you forgot yours, he’d laugh louder. the two of you spent more time arguing than actually talking. one time, heeseung accidentally bumped into your desk. “watch where you’re going.” “you act like i crashed a car.” “you basically did.” another time, you dropped your notebook. instead of helping, heeseung simply looked down. “you dropped something.” “no way.” “i know. shocking.” you almost threw the notebook at him. despite all the sarcasm, somehow neither of you ever moved seats. neither of you ever asked to be separated. which was strange because by all logic, you should’ve hated each other. then came the day everything changed. it happened during lunch. everyone else had already left the classroom. some went to the cafeteria while others headed outside, leaving the room completely empty. you were in a hurry to buy food and accidentally forgot your wallet on your desk before leaving. heeseung noticed it almost immediately. mostly because he planned on teasing you about it later. “who forgets their wallet?” he muttered to himself, then picked it up. unfortunately, the moment he did, something slipped out. a small photograph. heeseung bent down and picked it up. then froze. because the little girl in the picture looked familiar. very familiar. he looked closer, then his eyes widened. “no way.” the photo showed two preschool kids sitting on a playground slide. a little girl and a little boy, both smiling, and covered in dirt. and suddenly—he remembered. the playground, the summer afternoons, the little girl who used to steal his snacks, and the little girl who made him play tea parties—it was you. he sat there staring at the photo for several moments, trying to process it. all those childhood memories that he’d completely forgotten suddenly came rushing back one after another. the more he looked at the picture, the more certain he became. there was absolutely no way. yet somehow—it really was you. when you returned to the classroom several minutes later, you immediately noticed something was wrong. heeseung was smiling. which was concerning. because heeseung never smiled at you. not like that. before you could ask, he suddenly stood up, then walked directly toward you. then—hugged you. you immediately froze. “what are you doing?!” heeseung looked delighted, ignoring your words. “you remember me?” “no?!” “you don’t?” “no?!” you almost shout at him. he looked genuinely offended. which made absolutely no sense. you pushed him away. “what are you talking about?” instead of answering, he handed you the photograph. you looked down. then blinked once, twice, then three times. because— “no way.” heeseung immediately pointed. “that’s me.” you looked at the picture. then at him. then back at the picture. then back at him again. “no way.” “yes way.” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #heeseung #heeseungenhypen #fyp

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