[Ongoing] [BTS V's Bing's post] Love is the first time, episode 2

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Because love is the first time

W. Flower Serendipity

"hey."

Yes? No… Huh? Should I use informal speech or formal speech?… My hand holding the rooftop doorknob trembled without me knowing. Judging from the shirt he was wearing, he was probably the same age as me, or maybe younger than me… But his presence didn’t seem like that of a high school student who was obsessed with entrance exams.

“Is there a fire?”

Fire?… Are you a high school student smoking? I was momentarily dumbfounded and couldn’t say anything, but when I looked at you, the man broke the short silence and asked me again, this time in an irritated tone. ‘Fire, is there a fire or not?’ I shook my head vigorously. There can’t be one… As soon as the man realized there was none, he averted his gaze from me.

“Hey… Smoking is bad for your health. And, you seem to be a student. Do you know that smoking is prohibited for those under 19?”

The man’s gaze suddenly turned around and landed on my face. His expression looked very dissatisfied. Did I bother him for nothing? I was about to regret bothering him a hundred, a thousand times over at that fierce-looking expression… … The man’s face was just too handsome. At this point, I thought I should forgive him even if he caused a scene… But the man’s face began to get closer and closer.

'Huh?... Huh?, We're getting too close...'

“What on earth do you think I am?”

Due to the intimidating feeling of the man approaching me, I automatically shrugged my shoulders and lowered my gaze to the ground. No, did I say something wrong… His face was so cold and handsome that it was hard to read his expression. Was he in a bad mood, or was he really asking for no reason? Like that, I just kept my head down. I heard a man’s voice mixed with a sigh from above.

“…Ha, I’m not trying to smoke.”

Then? When I looked up at him with that expression, the man looked like he was wondering why I had to explain all this to him, but after shaking his head a few times, he obediently blurted out the reason.

“…I want to burn something.”

“What are you trying to burn…?”

Unlike before, the man couldn't answer easily. What, this couldn't possibly be a lie? As soon as I thought that, the man seemed to realize what I was thinking and said, "No." Then why can't he speak?... I slowly looked him up and down, and a piece of paper caught my eye in his hand.

It’s not A4 paper… It feels well-processed. Is it letter paper? Do people write letters these days? As he was guessing the identity of the paper in his head, the man felt eyes on his hand and hid it behind his back.
And then, with the same face as before

“Anyway, there’s no fire.”

“Ah… yes, no, yeah…”

The man, who had casually crumpled up the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, passed me and went down through the rooftop door. Only after he had completely disappeared from sight did his shoulders feel lighter, as if the pressure had been lifted.

‘I guess you don’t remember?…’

I had planned to come early and hang out on the rooftop for a while, but after meeting that guy, quite a bit of time had passed. I arrived at class 3-3 in a hurry before the first period started, and I met the teacher waiting at the front door of the classroom.

“I’m sorry!, I’m so late!…”

As I bent my back and exhaled the breath I had not been able to catch while running quickly, my homeroom teacher said with a kind face, “It’s your first time at school, so you might be late.” The teacher did not forget to encourage me. This time, my homeroom teacher seemed to be good…! I had a good feeling.

Before transferring here, my school was a foreign language high school, so the entrance exam competition was fierce, and my homeroom teacher was the worst. Although looks aren't necessarily a factor for a teacher, my hair was bald, and whenever I took a mock exam, he would nitpick and say why I got this wrong, why I got that wrong, and that stressed me out. And then there was the comparison with Song Kang, who was the top student in the whole school... It's painful to talk about.

Transferring was purely my own will. I thought that the entrance exam for a humanities high school would be easier than for a foreign language high school. And most of all, this place wouldn't have that balding teacher. When I saw my new homeroom teacher, I felt nostalgic for my previous school. That kind of thing would quickly disappear and I felt like I would quickly adapt to this school.

“Okay, shall we go inside now?”

"yes!."

As soon as I entered the classroom, my eyes were focused on the center of the desk. As soon as I said, “I’m the transfer student who transferred today,” the eyes that had been directed at the teacher turned to me. I was nervous because it was my first time introducing myself to someone.

“Ah… Hello. My name is Yoon Su-hyun, and I’m from the National Foreign Language High School.”

As soon as they heard the words 'National Foreign Language High School', the class started to stir. It was not that I didn't understand that reaction. National Foreign Language High School was not only a school where you had to study, but it was also known as the school with the most expensive tuition in Korea. Since I came from such a school, it was only natural that I would become a topic of conversation among the kids in my class.

“Then, Soo-hyun… Should I sit next to Tae-hyung? Tae-hyung over there, he’s the kid who transferred in yesterday.”

I moved my gaze towards the tip of the teacher's finger. But... what is that? That rooftop from earlier!... I was so surprised that I almost swung my finger without realizing it. Although it wasn't as obvious as my surprised expression, his face was no less surprised.

“Do you two know each other?”

“No, that’s…”

Should I say we knew each other? Once at a cafe, once on the rooftop. We only met twice… Besides, we parted ways that first time, so we couldn’t really be on good terms. So, I was just going to say no. But the man sitting by the window at the very end, called ‘Taehyung,’ looked at me with his chin resting on his hand and spoke.

“We know, right?”

Yes?. I unconsciously frowned at his knowing. A handsome man pretending to know me? Of course, it was nice. However, right now, I was not… pleased at all. I had already been getting attention because of my previous school. If such a handsome man told me he knew me, I would probably get a lot of attention instead of just attention.

And my prediction was not wrong.

“What, you two know each other?”

“I guess so. I think you’re close with Kim Taehyung.”

No, that's not it!? I wanted to shout, but I couldn't even open my mouth because of the attention that was suddenly focused on me. When I just opened my mouth and moved my lips, the teacher clapped his hands saying that was good and pushed my back. No, I told you we're not close, teacher!? Even though I was giving him a look that said, the teacher didn't seem to even think about listening.

As I was pushed to the back seat, Taehyung was looking up at me with his chin resting on his hand, a relaxed expression on his face. While I was hesitating whether to sit down or not, he tapped the seat next to him with his fingertips and spoke.

“Sit down.”

Yes. Like a robot with a command function, at his words, I naturally pulled my chair back and sat down. After confirming that I was sitting down, the teacher started talking about today’s class as soon as the first period bell rang. I also need to quickly take out my notebook and take notes… I couldn’t hear a single word the teacher said because his gaze was so sharp that it made the side of my head hurt.

I thought there was no point in transferring like this, so I spoke in a low tone that only Taehyung could hear.

“…What’s on my face?”

"no."

The answer was embarrassingly simple. But, why are you looking at me!!? I barely suppressed the urge to shout, and then I forced the corners of my mouth up as much as possible and asked again. 'Then, why are you looking at me?' At Taehyung's answer that I heard next, a question mark formed in my head.

“Because it’s interesting.”

"uh?."

“The expression on your face is so vivid.”

He was talking like he was looking for something obvious. I looked at him with an expression that said I couldn't understand him. 'He's a human, so of course he'd show his expression.' I took out a notebook from my bag and started taking notes of the teacher's lesson. Taehyung's expression was unintelligible.

“Now stop looking at me and listen to the lesson. If you do that and a hole gets drilled, you’ll take responsibility.”

It was a hole, but I said that because I thought I wouldn’t be able to concentrate in class if I continued like this. However, Taehyung said that there was no hole and started talking seriously. It really doesn’t make sense… Now I tried not to pay attention to what he was saying and moved my gaze to the blackboard, but I heard Taehyung’s voice right next to me.

“But why did you hesitate earlier?”

“What?”

The teacher asked if I knew him, and when Taehyung asked me why I hesitated, I was startled and looked at him. No, how did he know whether I hesitated or not in that short time?

“I told you, your face is all over the place.”

Ah… Taehyung, who caught it in a short time, had a face like, “Isn’t that surprising?” I was surprised, but the person in question didn’t seem to think much of it.

“Oh, that’s… I think it’s a bit much to say we know each other just because we met on the rooftop-”

“No, not that.”

"uh?…"

The hand that was waving in the air stopped for a moment. Other than that?… If it’s not that, then it was at the dessert cafe a year ago… . No way?. When I looked at him with a stiff face for a moment, Taehyung answered calmly. Now I guess you remember.

“We met a year ago. Shouldn’t we be acquaintances at this point?”

I thought you wouldn't remember,
No, I thought you wouldn’t remember…

Taehyung remembered clearly what happened a year ago.

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