The way which the wind blows

Your POV
Two weeks go by slowly. I tear up when Jaquie leaves, but I wont be alone because Sally has enrolled and I realized Tanya goes to my school. I now hang out with Sally, Tanya and a girl named Julie who is Tanya’s classmate. My dad flies to Africa to do work, and it’ll be approximately two years until he returns. I haven’t seen Sehun at all, but we call each other every night and talk for hours.

Mid-term exams are soon. They start in a week and this is my time to study. I don’t want to be distracted by anything in these two weeks. But of course, something always happens; Sehun calls me and asks to go out because he is free. “Sorry, I can’t Sehun. Exams are soon and I need to study for them.” I apologies. He sighs deeply. “OK. I get it. But I also have exams, but I make time for you.” He says bluntly. “I’m sorry?” I ask, shocked. “Nothing.” He mumbles back. “I’ll let you study now. Bye.” He hangs up on me. I set my phone down slowly. What was that? I feel…annoyed. Pissed off. How could he say that? He should understand because he has exams too. I want to see him, but, exams are important. More important. I open my math text book and try to start revising. I am so distracted by what Sehun said. How could he say that? My phone chimes. A text? From who? Maybe Sehun is trying to apologies. But it’s not from Sehun, it’s from an unknown number. I open the text message and it reads. ‘Hello (Y/N)! This is Luhan J Sehun gave me your number, is that OK?’ I feel somewhat disappointed that it’s Luhan and not Sehun. I wanted him to tell me it was alright and that he understood my position. ‘Hi Luhan J Yeah that’s OK. Aren’t you training right now?’ I text back. I get a quick reply. ‘On a quick break. Thought about you.’ Then I got another quick text. ‘Thought about texting you*’ He adds. I find myself smiling. Now I can’t concentrate at all on my studies. Sehun making me feel annoyed, then Luhan suddenly texting me. Today is just full of weird things.

Tonight Sehun calls me, but I feel awkward. It’s like, he doesn’t regret saying it and he doesn’t know what to do. I don’t have a lot to say either because I didn’t get a lot of math homework done. I was too distracted. “I miss you.” I say truthfully. “And I’m sorry for not hanging out with you today, although you were free. I just had a lot of homework and revision.” He doesn’t say anything for a while and I have this urge to say something, but I don’t know what. “I have to go (Y/N). We’re debuting soon so we have to get ready for it.” He says. “Debuting so soon?” I ask, surprised. “Yeah. Because we’ve already written the song and figured the choreography. Bye.” “Bye handsome.” I quickly say. “…Bye beautiful.” He says back. When the line goes dead, I feel sad. It felt like forced the words out. It felt like he didn’t want to say it, but he was obliged to. I don’t feel too good. I take a shower to refresh myself and attempt my math homework again. I hope this pain is worth it.

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