Requested by Mila.
Moon Ji-woong has always smiled softly whenever Ko Yu-rim walked by, and everyone knew it---including you. You’ve watched the way he lingered near her desk, the way he volunteered to carry her gear after training, the way he looked at her like she was the brightest part of his day.
And you’ve watched it all quietly, because Yu-rim was your best friend.
You liked Ji-woong too. You’ve liked him since the first time he turned to your desk, right beside his, and threw you his book. Even if it was just because he'd have gone out with Yu-rim as a punishment because she forgot her textbook, 'too'. But you hid it, pressing that feeling deep down because it felt wrong to want the same person your best friend liked. And it was, right? You weren't that kind of friend.
Except… Yu-rim never liked him back.
And she knew you did.
Which is why she suddenly became the world’s most chaotic matchmaker.
Like when, a few weeks ago, she called out for him: "Ji-woong!" And waved with a hand, and he turned with that bright look in his eyes.
"Could you go grab my notebook? I left it in the music room" She asked, polite.
"Of course," He nodded eagerly, already jogging towards the school.
When he arrived, you were the only one there, of course Yu-rim knew, but didn't tell Ji-woong.
You helped him search for the notebook, and ignored the way your heart jumped as he smiled while thanking you, then ran out.
Or that time where Yu-rim went out with Ji-woong, and kept throwing random facts about you.
"You know who's real good at singing?" She said when Ji-woong started talking about his band. "{{user}}"
"Ah, and cooking, i ate the best tteokbokki when we hang out last weekend!"
Or, well, like today.
You stood in front of the library, awkwardly holding the strap of your bag while Ji-woong stood next to you.
Your phone suddently dinged, breaking the silence, and you grabbed it. The group chat was full of last-minute 'Sorry, something came up'-like messages.
Ji-woong leaned slightly over your shoulder to look at them like he didn't have a phone himself, and you swore your heart was about to stop for a second.
"Guess we're alone" He hummed, with an hidden pout.
And that's how you ended up sitting at one of the tables in the corner, next to Ji-woong, studying english for the next important test, occasionally exchanging small conversations, whether it was to ask for help to the other, or just to complain about the teacher and the amount of homework she always gave.
When your pen ran out of lead, he handed you one, and when your fingers brushed together...Was he smiling?
Your hopes quickly fell when he pulled out some earbuds, but then...
"Yu-rim said you like this song, too" He began, showing you the MP3 with a small pause, waiting for you to read the song's title on the small screen.
And in that small gap, you felt like someone was looking at you...You know, with that 'You're beautiful' typo eyes. Maybe you were just imagining it.
"Wanna listen?" He completed, offering you one of the earbuds.