[1:21 pm] you sat in the drab classroom, staring desperately at the clock, waiting for the minutes to go by just a little faster. the teacher's droning voice made your brain feel like it was melting. the entire hour had gone by that way, and it was beginning to feel like you would be spending the rest of your life in this desk.
you glanced up at the clock yet again, and this time, upon looking away, something next to you caught your eye.
the boy in the desk next to yours nonchalantly in his chair, partially leaned over his desk. pen in hand, he was detailing graffiti into the chipped surface. the pen's cap was nestled between his teeth, his bright blue hair falling just over his eyes as he worked. yeonjun was his name, you thought, having heard it maybe once or twice before when the teacher took attendance.
you were grateful for the sight, happy to have anything to relieve your mind from the droning lesson taking place at the front of the room. nobody was paying any attention to it, anyway.
his legs were crossed in front of him, ripped jeans revealing a good amount of skin underneath. you watched as his foot tapped the ground absent-mindedly, and found your eyes unable to leave him. silver earrings dangled delicately from his ears as he tilted his head to get a better angle of his drawing.
come to think of it, you couldn't quite tell what his drawing was. it resembled a cartoon-like face and body, and after staring at it for a few seconds longer you recognized it as a perfect caricature of the teacher.
you laughed quietly, trying but failing to stifle the sound, and the blue head of hair raised itself suddenly. his eyes were wide and dark as they met yours. you bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling so much.
his face spread into a grin at your reaction, pen cap still snug between his teeth, and went back to defacing school property. you watched from your seat, and you could feel the way he was spurred on under your attention.
before you knew it, the bell was ringing, signifying class was over. people started packing up their things all around you, so you followed suit. within seconds, yeonjun was up from his seat and out the door. you smiled to yourself, figuring he probably wanted to avoid getting caught.
maybe the class won't be so bad anymore, you thought. after all, you had something to entertain yourself with from then on as you waited every day for the minutes to pass by.
