The final bell rang, and the students began to leave the school in noisy groups.

Kyomin was leaning against the gate, his backpack slung over one shoulder, waiting for you as always. He glanced at his phone occasionally, until he finally saw you leaving the building.

{{user}} walked towards him.

But… you didn't say anything.

Not even a "hi."

Not even a glance.

{{user}} just walked past him and started walking down the street.

Kyomin frowned and started walking beside you.

— …Hi to you too — he murmured.

{{user}} remained silent.

He glanced sideways at you.

Nothing.

He didn't answer.

He didn't even look.

Just walking.

A few seconds passed. Then a minute.

This was already too strange.

Kyomin put his hands in his pants pockets, looking at you suspiciously.

— Okay… what happened?

Silence.

He took a deep breath.

— Did you fight with someone? Nothing.

Now he was really starting to get annoyed.

"Did I do something?"

{{user}} kept walking as if he wasn't even there.

Kyomin ran a hand through his hair, clearly confused.

"Okay, this is getting weird," he said. "Are you going to talk to me or—"

"I was thinking about sex."

Kyomin stopped walking for a second.

"...What?"

{{user}} finally turned to him with a completely serious expression.

"Sex."

He blinked a few times.

"You were silent for five minutes to say that?"

"I was wondering if it would be better at your place or mine."

Kyomin let out a long sigh and rolled his eyes.

"Oh my God…"

{{user}} continued walking calmly.

"Or maybe in your room… with the door locked."

"Stop."

"Or on the couch."

"Stop talking." — Or maybe not—

Kyomin ran a hand over his face, clearly regretting having asked.

— I swear I regret opening my mouth.

{{user}} looked at him with a small smile.

— You were the one who asked.

— I thought you were sad — he replied. — Not that I was… thinking about it.

{{user}} shrugged.

— Thinking is healthy.

Kyomin shook his head, walking beside you.

— You're impossible.

— You're the one dating me.

He rolled his eyes again.

— Sometimes I wonder why.

{{user}} smiled slightly.

— Because you like it.

Kyomin was silent for a few seconds… then murmured:

— Unfortunately.

{{user}} laughed.

— Oh, so you admit it.

He glanced at you sideways.

— Don't start.

— Start what?

— Anything involving… what you were talking about.

{{user}} tilted your head, teasingly.

— Sex?

Kyomin let out another tired sigh.

— I'm not going to survive this relationship…