12:08 pm | sticky notes
classmate!sunghoon watched you from afar– not in a weird way, just admiring you from his desk, safe from rejection. he watched as you flipped through the book you were reading. your fingers felt the sides of the paper, your eyes following every word and you soaked in the plot as it progressed.
“sunghoon, just ask y/n out. it’s not that hard.” jay says with a straight face. sunghoon’s eyes advert from you and refocuses on jay. “easier said than done,” sunghoon says, rolling his eyes. at this point he didn’t care about his friends finding out about on his crush on you, they were bound to find out anyways.
“look, you just need a push and than batta bing batta boom, you’re both on a cat cafe date together.”
“no.” sunghoon deadpans. “i want to ask y/n myself. not with some stupid cheesy plan that you have.” jay tsks, and rolls up the sleeves of his uniform. “fine, fine, do it your way.”
just as sunghoon looks away, he catches your eye. you look at him for a brief second, just before you place a sticky note in between the pages of your book to mark your spot. you raise your hand and when the teacher calls on you, your voice comes out clear and assured.
this gives sunghoon an idea.
sunghoon taps the boy who sits in front of him and he turns around to meet sunghoon with kind eyes and a soft smile.
“sunoo, can you teach me how to make those heart-shaped paper things?”
⁽ ⛸ ⁾
when you come back from the bathroom, there’s a heart-shaped sticky note waiting for you on your book. as you sit, you pick it up and written in neat-enough handwriting and black ink is,
to mark your spot in your book, like you’ve marked my heart lol
— psh :)
( p.s. pls meet me after class )
you bite back a smile, and naturally, you lift your head to meet gaze with sunghoon. sunghoon smiles at you awkwardly as if regretting ever being born.
as soon as class is over, you see sunghoon lingering around the classroom, because you’re always last to leave. when you do finally leave the class, you see sunghoon standing to the right of you, looking more nervous than ever.
“hi, what did you need from me?”
sunghoon clears his throat as if about to give the speech of his life. “do you want to go to the cat cafe with me?”
you narrow your eyes at suspiciously but there’s a tone of excitement followed by your voice, “like as a date?”
“only if you want it to be.”
his response makes you smile, “pick me up at six.”
a/n: happy sunghoon day 🥳🥳🥳 the only man ever tbh