a/n: I'm in a sketchy mood but i dunno what to draw ;___;
The morning sun shined brightly today.
It's not something unusual to expect in the morning but today, Jaejoong thought it was too shiny and utter blindly to start off the long and painful day. Considering yesterday's afterschool detention, his limbs were all sore, he could hardly walk and he couldn’t help to notice the eyes of many strangers staring at him so awkwardly.
This is seriously ridiculous. he thought inwardly.
He was already use to the fact of being the school’s student body president would already give him enough to handle, but no, even the public eyes, on a stupid bus wouldn’t stop staring at him. Well, there was the other factor that he could more or less acknowledge for the reason of their peering eyes.
He’s hot and beautiful handsome and he knows it.
Maybe that’s why he has such an ego and a possessive one at that. How his taste somehow leads to one person and only one person out of a million of people he could have swore could have caught his immediate attention.
Well, there was this one guy he saw yest- ok, that’s seriously not the point, but out of all the people in his life, he had to choose his teacher to fall down and ungraciously hard for.
Just the thought made his early mood go downwards.
I mean-I do like him in that way and he told me the same thing, but is our like the same? he thought long and hard to comprehend a reasonable answer and with no avail, none came.
He didn’t despise the teacher, yesterday’s hot session made him happier than he could ever be. More than what he felt before those two sexy legs walked into him.
Though, that’s not the problem.
The problem, Jaejoong thinks, is his unrequited love. The like between the two seems so different, it doesn’t even look like they click well enough unless you include being horny for each other! It’s such a huge difference and Jaejoong only wishes that his teacher’s feelings were nothing but true.
However, he did remember that one time that his teacher rejected a female student, but not him?
The conclusion only swirled his mind with confusion even further and it was already his bus stop that he decided to leave his thoughts wavering around a little bit longer.
I’ll have to talk to him and ask him again. That’s the only way I’ll ever be able to know if our ‘likes’ are really the same meaning. he concluded.
With that, he slowly walked across the school field and into the main building, trying hard not to make it look like he was still limping.
a/n: i think i have a sense on where this is going but yes, some realization and confirmations will do :)