The way which the wind blows

Chapter 3
Luhan’s POV
The twelve of us sit in the auditorium at recess. “We should make a group kinda thing.” Says Yixing excitedly. “What do you mean?” I question. “Like, we’re all pretty talented,” he says in a way which praises himself, “And we’re good looking,” again, praising himself, “so we should make a group. Perform and stuff for stuff.” “That made absolutely no sense.” Says Kyungsoo, a mocking smile on his face. “Trust me guys, it’ll be really fun. And our popularity will rise sky high!” Minseok walks towards Yixing and puts his arm around him, “I’m with Yixing; it sounds fun.” I drift off for a second and look at Sehun. He sits on the floor, staring at the ground, his face as blank as a sheet of white paper. His parents died 3 weeks before school started. Ever since that tragedy, he had been smiling less and talking less. He still smiles and laughs, but only when he needs to. When a funny joke is told or when he does something he likes. Even though we’re his best friends, I hardly see him laugh. I come back to reality and realize Sehun is gone. “Where did Sehun go?” I automatically ask. I look over and see Yixing and Yifan doing rock, paper, scissors. “Rock, paper, scissors!” they say simultaneously. Yixing did rock and Yifan did scissors. “YAY!” scream Yixing, Minseok, Baekhyun, Chanyeol, Jongin, Jongdae and Joonmyun. “We’re making a group~ We’re making a group~” they chant. I see Yifan and Kyungsoo with reluctant looks on their face. Tao just looks like he doesn’t know what’s going on. I wonder what Sehun’s thoughts are on this. He doesn’t like to be around people he doesn’t know very much…

Sehun’s POV
I couldn’t stand it; I couldn’t stand being in there. Talking about making a group to perform. Ha! Like it’ll ever work. I just need some air. A girl approaches me. “Ah, Sehun…” she says, her eyes trained on the floor. “Do you remember me?” I nod my head in memory of her. Last year she asked me to be her boyfriend. It was really close to summer break when she asked so I told her I would think about it. I sigh, “I’m sorry. But I don’t think this is the right time.” I say in a robotic tone. I see tears well up in her eyes, “The Sehun I know would say it with a cute smile. He would say that somebody else could treat me better and make me feel better about getting rejected.” She looks me in the eyes. Her eyes expect me to answer her in they way the Sehun she knew would answer. I don’t reply. “Aren’t you going to say anything?” she chocked. I run my fingers through my blond hair and sigh, “I don’t understand why you’re crying.” I say. “The Sehun I knew-“ she started, but I cut her off. “The Sehun you knew is gone.” I say firmly. I don’t look at her again before I walk off.

I walk to the library; at least it’s quiet there. I impatiently wait for the sliding doors to sense me and open, as they open somebody reading a book walks into me from the other side. She drops the book. “I am so sorry!” she says quickly. She bends to pick up the book, but so do I, our heads clash against one another. “Owch! I’m really sorry!” she says. I rub my forehead as she picks up her book. “I’m really sorry.” She repeats. I pat down my hair before taking a better look at her. “Hey you’re….”

Yifan’s POV
Ah man, I don’t want to do this group thing. I sigh. I have to find Sehun and convince him to convince the guys to drop this idea, it’s so lame. I walk out of the auditorium. Where would Sehun be? My feet take me to the library, would he be here? Hey he is! I see him standing with a cute girl. That’s strange; Sehun hasn’t talked to anyone but us guys after his parents passed…. I walk closer and try to listen in on their conversation without being spotted. Holding my breath, I creep as quiet as a mouse. “Hey you’re…” he says. The girl looks up from her closed book, and her eyes widen. “I’m so sorry!” she says. “Stop saying sorry!” scolds Sehun. “Sorry,,,” the girl says quietly. He sighs. I realize that I look like a complete idiot. Standing in the hallway, creeping up to my friend who is talking to somebody else. “We always seem to be bumping into each other. More like I’m bumping into you.” The girl says with a little smile. Sehun’s back is turned to me so I can’t see his expression. “Well aren’t you a little klutz.” He says. “Yeah.” Says the girl with a little laugh. “I best be going,” she continues, “my friend is waiting for me.” She smiles before walking around him. Sehun’s eyes follow her and he sees me. In a weird creeping position. “Hey…” I say awkwardly.

Your POV
Dammit. I didn’t tell him my name. How could I be so stupid? I walk over to a lunch table and sit with Jaquie and a few other girls. “Hey there, (enter your name)! You read books?” she laughed. “Sure I do! What’s wrong with reading books?” I shoot a look at her, but she knows I’m only joking around. “Nerd.” She says. I nudge her in the ribs. I wonder when will be the next time I encounter the cute guy. I hope I don’t smash into him again.

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