sen·si·tiv·i·ty [/sensiˈtivitē/] noun:
1. the quality or condition of being sensitive
2. the degree of response of a plate or film to light, especially to light of specified wavelength

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Hoseok walked out of the bathroom, dropping his sweat pants onto an alarmingly large pile of laundry. For a moment he stared at it as he rubbed a towel over his head, did it get bigger since yesterday? Someone should really take care of it... Maybe YoonGi can do it- no, he won't do it even if Hoseok used all the aegyo he had in him. He walked over to the set of desks next to each other before he stopped in his tracks, looking around the room. It was quiet... way too quiet. Which was actually a normal thing, so it could only mean one thing...

"Aish... I swear-!" He mumbled under his breath as he stomped up the stairs to the upper level where YoonGi's bed sat. And of course his suspisions were right, there on the bed laid a passed out YoonGi. His arm dangling off the edge and his mouth hanging open, was he drooling? Look at the kid, sleeping like he doesn't have an responsibilities. "Yah! Get your ass out of bed!" Hoseok yelped, hitting his friend on the back of the head sending YoonGi's eyes flying open instantly.

"What do you want...?" He groaned, rolling over to face away from his roommate. Their mornings were usually this noisy unfortunately, and they both hated it. But if Hoseok didn't wake YoonGi up for his classes, he'd have flunked out of university last year already!

"You have class to go to. What am I, your umma!?" Hoseok complained, throwing his towel at the lazy boy.

"Might as well be." YoonGi mumbled, trying to keep his voice quiet but it came out louder than intended and Hoseok grabbed his senior from the back of his shirt, yanking him out of bed and onto the floor.

"I shouldn't be the one worried about your grades, kid! So get up and get ready for class!" Hoseok laughed as he tugged on his seniors arm to try and get him off the floor faster, but YoonGi was already on his lasy nerve.

"Aish! Calling me a kid-" He swung his arm out of Hoseok's grip. "Are you always such a little shit to your hyungs!?" He barked and faked to smack the kid, but Hoseok dodged quickly and ran off in a fit of giggles. YoonGi never caught a break rooming with Hoseok... Maybe he should have applied for someone his age or older.

"Hyung, I'm going now! Don't be late for your first class." Hoseok smiled, grabbing a snapback and key to the dorm. YoonGi only grumbled back an annoyed response, still sitting on the same spot on the floor. All Hoseok could do was laugh at his oh so amazing hyung. Knowing YoonGi, he might just crawl back into bed and sleep, but there was nothing wrong with being hopeful right? Checking his watch he realized that it was still quiet a bit of time to his first class of the day. What was he going to do with his time? His stomach growled slightly, a small pain forming. Maybe the cafeteria would have something to eat...?

Wow. It was pretty dead in the cafeteria this early it would seem... Students shuffled around in their pajamas still, trying to sneak their breakfast back to their rooms before class started, a few were actually seated at tables dressed for early morning classes. His eyes scanned the few students around when he noticed a familiar face, "Ah! Hyung!" Hoseok giggled, rushing up and taking a seat next to his senior who looked shocked to see him.

"Ah, whats up Hoseok? Did you get up early again for nothing?" He laughed, taking a bite of his toast, "You usually don't come here for breakfast if you have early classes."

"I got the days mixed up when I looked at the calender last night." Hoseok sighed, smiling at his senior, "SeokJin hyung! What are you up for? You have late classes I thought?"

"Mm?" He looked up in thought for a moment, fixing his light brown fringe, "I have a vocal lesson this morning." He shrugged and set down his toast, clapping his hands together to brush off any crumbs, "Aren't you going to get something to eat? Or are you broke spending money on your Min Baby again?"

"Yah, don't say it like that. It sounds weird." Hoseok stuck his tongue out to show his disgust, "I just don't want him to waste his time and money being here. Doesn't he care about his dreams at all?" He sat back into his chair, crossing his arms across his chest in a bad attempt to pout. SeokJin laughed at his junior childishness and sat back in his chair as well, poking at his food.

"I'm sure he does, but YoonGi is well...YoonGi. He's a lazy. He'd rather sleep and work by himself than have some teach him anythi..." SeokJin smiled, but Hoseok honestly drowned out his seniors small speech on his roommate. His eyes wandered around the cafeteria for anything more interesting than SeokJin describing his own roommate to him. What was for breakfast today anyways? He sat up a bit to try and peer over to the register area when his heart stopped.

She was there, the girl from the book store and the rainy day. "H-Hyung!" He gasped, grabbing onto his seniors shoulders and quickly dodging his face behind his back. SeokJin wobbled a bit in his chair, startled from the sudden interuption. She was there, a few feet away from her and already his heart was racing like crazy and butterflies floated in his stomach.

"Y-Yah! What are you doing?" SeokJin complained, trying to push HoSeok off his shoulders and back into his seat. But Hoseok wasn't as weak as he might look in his baggy clothing, he looked back as she walked passed them a few tables away. Wow, she looked like a beautiful angel in Hoseok's eyes. Her long dark brown hair was braided loosely to one side and she wore sweat pants and a baggy T-shirt. She could easily be grouped as one of the kids who was trying to sneak food back to her dorm, but she ended up taking a seat near the large windows, her back facing the two boys.

"Hyung! Hyung, it's her!" He gasped, watching her. A goofy and lopsided smile appeared on his face just by knowing that she even went to the same school as him. The girl set her tray of food down and stared at it for a moment before she pushed it away and began rummaging through her bag for something.

"Who is her!?" SeokJin grumbled and finally managed to push Hoseok back into his own seat, rubbing one of his shoulders free of Hoseok's death grip. "Aish, why are you so rough...?" He whined to himself.

"Her!" He smiled, pointing to her in the most obvious way. SeokJin grabbed his juniors hand and pulled it away, giving him a stern look. Where was his manners? Looking at her, it's like his brain went stupid. His manners, how to formulate a sentence properly, sometimes even how to breath, all these things suddenly were forgotten. "I met her at the bookstore a week ago with YoonGi... Isn't she beautiful...?" He sighed in a daze.

"Yeah, the back of her head is certainly beautiful." Jin rolled his eyes and went back to eating his now cold food.

"Yeah... I know..." He smiled, admiring her log volumous hair.

"You're drooling." Jin joked, making Hoseok snap out of his daze to wipe away at his chin only to realize he had been tricked. He gave his senior a look and leaned back into his chair once more, shoving his hands into his pockets, "If you're that crazy about her then why don't you go talk to her? She seems totally harmless."

"That's the thing! She is completely harmless!" He whined, looking back to the girl. She was hunched over something and her right arm was moving in strange short jerks. What could she be doing? It certainly got is curiosity and attention. "I talked to her at the bookstore and she was so... Withdrawn... I didn't know how to talk to her with making myself look like a fool!" Why could this stuff be easy for him? Why couldn't he just walk up to her, flash her a smile, and she would instantly fall for him? It would be great if the world worked that way!

"Ah, she's shy? That's not necessarily uncommon in girls, Hoseok..." Jin chuckled a bit, a little taken aback by his juniors stupidity.

"No! I know that! But she's like, really shy. She looked at me like she wanted me to just go away and stood against the bookcase..." He pouted, slamming his forehead down onto the table. He might have underestimated the pain that would follow before his head made contact with the wooden table...

"Maybe she thought you were a stalker or something." He crossed his arms and laughed.

"Why do you think I'm afraid to talk to her..." Hoseok looked at his hyung as if he were a complete idiot. His eyes went back to the girl, she was still hunched over what ever she was. Maybe she wouldn't be leaving anytime soon?

"'Timid confession of love doesn't exist in this world'" SeokJin smiled and said in a sing song voice. Hoseok lifted his head off the table, giving his senior and serious stare.

"You did not just quote 'Flower Boy Next Door'. Tell me that you really didn't. Please." His voice was mmonotoned. This man was seriously a princess...

"I did! Now get your butt over there before I kick it over there myself." He started off smiling before his look turned serious, "Go over there and pulled out that famous Hoebi aegyo." He smiled, going his own gwiyomi making Hoseok cringe.

"Hyung, you really aren't cool..." He frowned. Just to get away before he was sucked in, he agreed to leave and quickly stumbled out of his chair.

Oh Lord,

What was he doing? His heart beat was timed with his foot steps, each pulse he could feel. His mouth and throat suddenly became dry, his brain fuzzy. Her back was getting closer to him, and his nerves were strung tighter and tighter. What was he going to say? He didn't want to scare her off... Hurry up Hoseok, you only have so long before you reach her. In a panic he turned around, mouthing what to say at SeokJin who was still watching him. SeokJin acted as if he had no clue what his junior was talking about, all the while laughing internally at his panicking friend. It was a great show to watch.

Hoseok turned around and fixed his hair under his snapback, just stay calm and don't be too pushy with her. Things will go fine right? He remained a good distance behind and peered over her shoulder, standing on his tippy toes for a good look. It looked like the corner of a book but he couldn't see that full page, so he crept a little closer and tried again. It looked at if there was writing on the page but it was small and hard to see, so once more he came slightly closer. Knowing him, this might end up like a cheesy drama where he trips on something and makes a huge scene... Please don't let that happen.

He was practically behind her when he looked down at the page to see a rough sketch of a boy's sleeping profile, and it looked strangely familiar. This was his chance, be brave Hoseok, you can do it. He thought?

"A-Annyeosayo..." He mumbled, walking next to her and bowing slightly. Startled she looked up with round eyes, slamming her book shut. Damn, she was goregous... When she relaxed she quickly looked away nervously, "U-Um... Do you... Remember me at all?" He smiled, he hoped she did. It would be slightly embarrassing if he was the only one thinking about that day over and over again... She looked back to him with a blank expression, she didn't remember...? What a downer... "Th...The bookstore." He tried to jog her memory. Her eyes opened wider slightly and she pointed at him weakly.

"Loud... mouth." She mumbled, starting to remember the boy from that day.

"Ah... When you put it that way I feel bad..." He chuckled nervously, fiddling with his fingers a bit. For a little while there was a very uncomfortable awkward silence that made Hoseok want to run and hide for the next few years, "Um... Would you mind if I sat down with you...?" He smiled, since when was he ever this shy? He needed to quit this shy act and be real! Maybe it would make her open up a bit more? She looked at him nervously for a moment before she shrugged her small shoulders in defeat.

"What are you drawing?" He smiled, pulling out his chair and taking a seat. Her eyes widened and she grabbed onto her book, hugging it into her. "Yah, there is no reason to be so shy about it. Art is pretty cool! You should be proud of it." He chuckled, "I know a kid that is decent with drawing too!" Her eyes traveled from her book to him again before she nodded in understanding. "But... I thought you liked photography?" He asked.

"I do... It's my major...Drawing is just a side hobby..." Her cheeks were starting to become a light shade of pink that drove Hoseok insane. Why was she so adorable? Her shyness only made him like her more, and he didn't think that was even possible.

"Ah, that's pretty cool that you're into the arts." He chuckled then immediately bit the inside of his lip. Of course she liked the arts otherwise she wouldn't be at an arts school you idiot!

"What... What do you like to do? What's your major...?" She suddenly asked, catching him off guard. She was actually interested in knowing something about him? His heart began speeding once again and those same butterflies were bouncing off his stomach lining. Her eyes shown some form of curiosity and it made him feel like a giddy school girl that oppa noticed.

"I-I'm here for dancing!" He smiled wide, "I'm interested in Hip Hop and Break dancing...!" His cheeks felt warm, would she think he was cool? The girl nodded, not even a hint of a smile on her face. It made him feel a little bad... did she ever smile? He bet that if he ever got the chance to see her laugh that it would be an honor, a prevledge for only those worthy of it. He looked at her plate of uuntouched food and looked back to her, "Aren't you going to eat anything...?"

"I'm... I'm not really hungry." She slumped back in her chair. Even when she did that, she made it look gracefully and classy. What was wrong with his eyes to be thinking and seeing these things? He rubbed one of his eyes momentarily to check if he was just seeing things but everything she did... The rise and fall of her chest and she breathed, the batting of her eyelashes, when she'd push her glasses up on her nose, it was all beautiful like a painting. When he focused again he saw something strange in her eyes.

A deep saddness.

"Sorry if I'm... Intruding or anything... But, are you... Are you alright?" He asked, trying to see better passed her fringe. Her eyes widened and she looked up a bit startled, her bottom lip trembled slightly before she suddenly stuffed her book into her bag in a hurry. Shit, he didn't mean to scare her, "I-I'm sorry! Please don't go...!" He gasped, watching her as she gathered her things and stood up.

"I-I'm sorry, I have to get ready for class...I'll be late..." She breathed out, and quickly ran off. He let out a loud groan and folded his arms on the table, setting his head into them. Good move Hoseok, you scared her off completely... He thought girls wanted to be asked if they were okay, if they were sad, didn't they want to be comforted? He didn't even get to ask her name...

"Hmmm... That didn't go well it seemed." SeokJin frowned, suddenly appearing next to him at the table, "It looked fine at first. What'd you do?"

"She looked sad... So I asked her if she was okay..." He moaned without looking up from his arms. SeokJin nodded, also a little perplexed by the girls weird reaction.

"C'mon, I have a lesson to get to and I can't just leave you here." He sighed, grabbed onto the poor boy and pulling him along.

YoonGi sat on the floor of the studio, a notebook in his lap and pencil in his hand. Occasionally he would tap out rythms and thens cribble something down but shortly after cross it out and start again. The process of writing anything was always frustrating and long for him, when other days it'd be as easy sleeping for him. Unfortunately, today was a day that lyrics were difficult to formulate.

"Yah, aren't you going to pay attention to your girlfriend?" Stephanie complained as she stretched on her bar. Her hand falling gracefully as she bent her side, never taking her eyes off her handsome boyfriend.

"Uh? Oh, sorry." He mumbled and closed his notebook. Suddenly the night before popped into his head, "Hey... What's up with your roommate?"

"You shouldn't be asking your girlfriend about other girls." She huffed, blown away by her own boyfriends lack of curtosy. It's not that he didn't know what to say and when to say it... It's just that YoonGi didn't care for such things. It was too much work to be Mr. Romantic, and it was something he didn't do often. When he stared at her with the same blank and oblivious expression he always had, she sighed and rolled her eyes, "I don't know. She's mental or something."

"No, I mean... Is she okay? She looked upset about something last night." He shrugged, looking across the room into the mirror.

"Yah! The only girl you should be worried about is me! She almost saw me naked!" Stephanie pretended to be offended, covering her chest and rolling back off her top toes. YoonGi rolled his eyes at her and opened his notebook again, "Aigoo... I don't know what's wrong with her. I don't care." She shrugged and folded her legs under her next to him, hugging his arm into her chest. "Oppa, kiss me!" She giggled and brought her face closer to his. YoonGi sighed and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Isn't she your roommate or something? I mean, me and my roommate don't always get along but we're pretty good friends..." He was pressing an issue that he really shouldn't, and he could see it in his girlfriends face that she was about to errupt, "I'm just worried I broke her camera or something... It looked like an antique and those can be hard to replace." He shrugged his shoulders, trying to seem indifferent. But it was true, he was worried that he broke something so expensive. How was he going to pay it back if she did.

"I don't think it matters. She should finally junk that thing and just get a digital one anyways." Stephanie shrugged and snuggled into YoonGi's arm further. "And it's her fault, she's the one who dropped the damn thing! She probably did more damage to the floor than her own camera!" She laughed at her own joke. YoonGi smiled to show that he was interested but since last night he couldn't get the poor girl out of her head, the way her eyes looked at him was like she had witnessed a murder.

"Oppa, are you going to the venue tonight to rap?" Stephanie asked out of the blue, "Can I come with?" She batted her eyelashes and kissed his cheek to try and convince him.

"Nah, I don't want you to get hurt or something, it can get scary." He smiled a Stephanie, kissing her cheek in return. It would be a lie if he told someone he didn't like Stephanie. She was beautiful and she was graceful and when she was in a good mood she was fun to have around. Maybe he loved her, but he wasn't ready to admit it if he did love her.

"Awww, you're worried about someone like me?" Her cheeks turned red and she pressed her hand to her cheek, trying to cover it.

"Of course, you're my princess." He looked away, his own cheeks becoming slightly warm. Now who was waxing Mr. Romantic? He looked back to her and pressed his lips into hers, enjoying the sweet moment that could have been much worse like most days.

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