Dasom stops writing down her notes as she looks up at her friends who were seated infront of her.

They were currently discussing about the festival which was held yesterday.

Winter festival commenced on a peaceful note.

The students of Seungri High School however aren't so happy about it as now they have to give their finals which meant to study.

Leaving aside the fact that the students were grumpy about it, all of them were already prepping up with all the necessary materials for the finals.

Many things happened in the winter festival; atleast for Dasom.

She could still feel the warmth of his hand on her palm, the foreign feeling once again consuming her.

She looks up at her friends before burying her face with her palms. She knew she had to tell them sooner or later. And honestly, she has been dying to tell them ever since last night. So without wasting any time, she decides to tell them.

"I like Yeonjun," she blurts out, her voice came out as a whisper. However, her two friends seemed to have a perfect hearing as they both snapped their heads towards the girl before gasping.

"HUH?!"

"WHAT????!!!"

Eunhee leans towards her, holding her wrist so that she can get a clear view of her face. She once again lets out another gasp, this time however, a little more dramatic. Dasom was a blushing mess and Eunhee was sure as hell shocked.

"What the fu-

"HEE! stop cursing!"

Misun huffs, looking at Dasom.
"You like Yeonjun- no wait! What did I miss last night!?"

"Dasom likes Yeonjun, Dasom likes Yeonjun..... she oh my gosh."

Dasom shakes her head, embarrassed by her friends' reactions as she buries her head on the desk before muttering a faint 'shut up.'

This feeling was still so foreign to her.

She had no idea on how she was going to face him now that she had realised her feelings for him.

"To be honest, I'm not even surprised," Eunhee comments, smirking at Dasom. "I saw the way you looked at him, full of 'affection'," she made quote marks on the air before looking at Dasom's flustered state.

"Seriously?," Dasom pouts. She was already so much flustered after what happened last night and her friends weren't making it any better.

"Says the one who was being so dramatic a few seconds back," Misun rolls her eyes, leaning back against her chair.

"Annoying ," Eunhee mutters. "Anyways, we're happy for you. My little somi, come here," Eunhee cooes and ruffles the younger one's hair before squishing her cheeks.

Misun chuckles, watching her two best friends. "Hee's right, Yeonjun is a good guy," she lightly pats Dasom's head.

Dasom smiles. "Yeah, he is."

"Awwww.... look at her blushing," Misun teases.

"I'm not," Dasom grumbles.

Misun and Eunhee looks at eachother, before erupting into fits of laughter.

"Now, fill us in with all the details. As in everything"

Dasom looks at them before letting out a sigh.

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"Yeonjun," Beomgyu looks at the male who's seated beside him, sighing as he leans himself on the chair.

They were currently inside the school's library, going through books for some extra notes and to do some study. When Yeonjun dragged him, he definitely wasn't expecting this.

"Yeonjunnnn," Beomgyu frowned, not getting a response from the male.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Hyungggg."

Beomgyu scoffs when he finally sees Yeonjun looking up at him. "So you realise I'm here only when I call you hyung huh," he glares at the older male.

Yeonjun shurgs. "You should respect your hyung," he eyes Beomgyu carefully, knowing very well that he hates it when he reminds him who's the older one among them.

Beomgyu groans. "Whatever," rolling his eyes, Beomgyu shifts in his seat before snatching the pen from Yeonjun who was busy writing.

"What do you want Beomgyu?," Yeonjun sighs.

"Can we please go-

"No."

Beomgyu frowned. "But you haven't even listened to what I have to say!"

"I know what you want to say and it's a no," Yeonjun takes out another pen from his bag before continuing his work.

"But We have atleast four weeks before the finals and we have enough time," he whines.

"No," Yeonjun waves his hand off, diverting his attention back to his books.

"You're no fun!," Beomgyu grumbles as he lays his head on the desk, closing his eyes and opening them. He then spotted a certain individual looking around the bookshelves.

He squinted his eyes and immediately recognised the female.

"Yah...Yeonjun."

"Hmm."

"Isn't that the girl whom you were with last night?," Beomgyu points his finger towards the female before looking at Yeonjun who stopped whatever he was doing.

"What?," He ignores the fact that Beomgyu had once again called his name without honorifics. However, he was past caring at this point. The exam stress was already too much for him and on top of that he had missed a lot of classes due to his club activities.

Beomgyu points his chin towards the girl whom he had just laid his eyes on. "Look over there, isn't that the girl-

Yeonjun furrows his brows before looking in the direction where Beomgyu was pointing.

Oh

He watched as Dasom struggled to reach the book which was placed quite higher as compared to her small height. Unknowingly, his lips curved up. Amusement spreading across his face.

Beomgyu watches the male in disbelief. He had never seen Yeonjun like this, let alone seen him smile because of a girl. He smirks, mentally nodding to himself to tease Yeonjun about this later on.

As he traces his eyes between the girl and his friend. He decides to do something. Grinning at himself he clears his throat, gaining the older one's attention. "She actually seems to be struggling, so maybe I should go and-

Beomgyu stops speaking as he watches Yeonjun stood up from his seat and go towards the girl.

"Unbelievable."

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Dasom groans as she adjusted the stack of book on her left arm before using her right hand to reach the book which was kept at a much higher shelf. She stretches her hand, trying her best to come in contact with the spine of the book but to her dismay, all of her attempts are useless.

Sighing, she steps back only to come in contact with a hard surface.

Or should she say, a chest.

She gulped, a feeling of deja vu coming over her.

"Be careful," Dasom stiffened, hearing his voice.

Yeonjun

His voice was barely a whisper but she heard him loud and clear. Again, she felt her heartbeat quickening, blood rushing to her cheeks.

The effect he had on her was phenomenal. Which was definitely not helping her in this situation.

Before Dasom could ask him anything, she let out a shriek which definitely sounded really bad. Atleast to her that is. She watched as Yeonjun brought his hand to take the book which she was trying to get a few minutes back.

What in the kdrama-

"Here," Yeonjun brought the book down to her level. Dasom's eyes trail at the book before taking it. She puts it together with the stack on her left arm before turning to face him.

"Uhm....tha-ank you..," she mentally cursed at herself for stuttering. She just realised her feelings last night and here he was, Choi Yeonjun in the flesh.

Dasom gulps, struggling to maintain eye contact with him. She looks anywhere but him. Her self consciousness starts to kick in as she wonders if she looks okay.

Dasom blinks her eyes at that, when did she even started caring about how she looks, especially infront of a guy.

However, her thoughts got interrupted as she felt a weight on her arm, only to realise that it was Yeonjun's.

"Are you okay?," he asks carefully, his voice coming out soft as he assess her form.

Dasom licks her lip a tad bit, trying her best to remain calm. She could really like really feel his thumb slowing tracing her arm in slow motion. Her skin was on fire. Her toes curled inside her shoes, not used to the sudden skinship.

And since she was now fully aware of her feelings, she was extra conscious about the way his touch felt. Her blazer wasn't even fully protecting her as she could still feel the warmth of his hand.

"Hey," Yeonjun leans down towards her when he didn't gets a response from her.

Dasom didn't even realise it because she was now looking down at her shoes, trying her best to calm her heart which was hammering inside her chest. She was sure that he could hear her heart beat which was beating so rapidly.

"Look at me."

She didn't knew why or how but when she heard those three words coming out of his mouth. It was like a spell which was cast upon her. Without hesitating, she looked up.

And oh boy, must she say she immediately regret it.

Her lips slightly parted, upon realising how close his face was. Just one step forward and the tip of her nose would touch his.

She was once again in awe of his face. He looked handsome. Very handsome.

In fact, he was one of the most attractive people she has ever seen.

And she won't even deny it.

But today, she couldn't help but notice that he looked better.

Maybe it was the way his eyes held a soft gaze or the way his hair looked really soft. Like really soft. Whatever the reason was, she was sure as hell in awe of his beauty.

"-okay?"

"Huh?," Dasom's thoughts were interrupted as she now realises what she was doing. She was definitely oogling him like a fool. Embarrassment flushing over her, she pursed her lips.

She didn't seemed to have realised how Yeonjun eyed her doing that, gaze fixated on her lips for a millisecond. "Are you okay? You don't look well," he lets go of her arm before bringing his head up.

"Uh- I'm okay! Yes! I'm perfectly fine...," she winced when she realised how weird she sounded.

Yeonjun nods at her before leaning against one of the bookshelves behind him.
"This is like the first time we met huh," he looks around the library before his eyes landed on the girl infront of her.

Dasom hugged the books tighter towards her chest. "Yeah," she says softly, mind drifting to the day when they first met.

Back then, she would have laughed if anyone had said that Yeonjun will help her or let alone she'll catch feelings for him.

She chuckles lightly. "You remember that day," she tilts her head, smiling softly.

And the next thing that comes out of Yeonjun's mouth as he gives her the most beautiful smile she has ever seen, she was sure as well left frozen in her place.

"I do."

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a u t h o r' s n o t e

so it has been a year since
young love has been updated.
but here's an update??? whoopsie
i apologise for not updating
*cries
but i promise that I'll try
my best to update the book
more often!