"Okay," Yixing answers simply, her lips curved into a sincere smile.
"… I mean, you should ne- What?" Sehun finishes abruptly, his mind screeching to a halt when he registers what the girl had said.
Beside him, Jongin breaks into sniggers that he quickly masks as a small coughing fit.
"Okay," Yixing reiterates, her smile turning a shade amused, "as in, 'Yes, I'll go out with you, Sehun'."
"Oh," he utters dumbly, staring blankly at the dimpled girl.
And that's all he can say because his brain is now malfunctioning, broken by the thought that the girl he has had a crush on for a year and a half has just agreed to go out with him.
Him.
The somewhat socially awkward Oh Sehun.
Who had spent the last year and a half staring wistfully after her from across the lunch room and purposefully altering his routes around school so he could walk past her on his way to class.
(It's not stalking, regardless of what his stupid not-best friend Jongin says.)
Sehun is also pretty sure that Yixing knows all of this too - how could she not? Middle school students, after all, don't have classes anywhere near the Upper school building.
He's pulled out of his thoughts by a quiet giggling sound, and he thinks he could die because the sight of Zhang Yixing giggling is entirely too cute - too much.
"No, you're not exactly the most subtle of people," she says between her giggles. "But that's okay - I think it's adorable." |