Every day, when I see Taehyung's brothers and sisters entering the buffet restaurant without seeing him, I feel guilty and insecure.  But then, gradually, I calmed down, and calmly joined a group of friends at lunches.  Most of our gossip revolves around a trip to Yulpo beach for the next two weeks initiated by Baekhyun.  I was invited, and of course agreed, out of politeness rather than actually wanting to go.  The beaches must be dry and hot right now.
On Friday, I was able to happily walk into biology class without any fear of encountering Taehyung.  In my opinion, he was permanently out of school.  I try not to think too much about that person, but I can't always get rid of the obsession that I am the cause of his absence, even though this reason seems a bit strange.  be ridiculous.
My first week in Boseong passed quietly.  Bang's father, who was not used to staying in an often empty house, spent most of the week on duty.  As for me, I always take the time to clean the house, do my homework, and write my mom emails full of fake fun.  Saturday, I drive to the library, unfortunately the bookstore here is so poor, that I also hesitate to make a card.  I decided to spend the nearest day to Mokpo and find a really big bookstore.  Suddenly I thought about the amount of gas that would have to be spent on the truck and shivered.
It's the weekend and it's still raining.  Those are gentle and quiet rains that make me able to fall asleep.
On Monday morning, when I parked the car in the parking lot, I was greeted by everyone.  Although I could not know all the names of my classmates, I still raised my hand and smiled in return.  This morning, the weather is colder, but fortunately no rain.  In the national culture class, as usual, Baekhyun was still sitting next to me.  The whole class held a quiz contest.  It was so easy and yet so fun. In the end, the only thing left for me was a feeling of comfort and pleasure, it was beyond all I could think of, beyond all that I could.  can be expected in this crazy place.
We walked out of the classroom together, the outside was full of round, white cotton seeds, fluttering in the air.  I heard people shouting at each other excitedly.  A cold wind grazes my cheeks, past my nose.
- Oh my - Baekhyun admires - It's snow.
I looked around, the falling white snowflakes had filled the sidewalk, they wobbled, lazily flying past my face.
- Oh.
Snow.  It ruined my day.
Baekhyun stares at me.
- You don't like snow?
- No, it makes it even colder than when it rains (obviously) – You know, those snowflakes, I see each falling as the same.  They're like the tips of cotton swabs...
- Have you never seen snow before?  Baekhyun looks at me suspiciously.
- Of course I do - I paused for a moment - on the television.
Baekhyun burst out laughing.  And then suddenly a huge, spongy, sparkling snowball came flying, slapping Baekhyun's nape.  We both looked back.  I think the culprit must be Suho, because I see him walking away with his back to us – and that's not the classroom instruction.  Looks like Baekhyun has the same thoughts as me.  The guy leaned down slightly, began to scoop up the snow, and manipulated it.
- I'll see you at lunch time, okay?  – As soon as I left, I said to him again
- Everyone started playing that game of throwing wet things, I have to go to class.
Baekhyun nodded, while his eyes were glued to the tattooed Suho's back.
All morning, people kept talking about snow;  Looks like this is the first snow of the new year.  I keep silent.  Who knows it's drier than rain - unless it starts to melt in our socks.
Vietnamese class ended, I quickly walked into the restaurant with Jisoo.  Everywhere, snowballs flew back and forth.  I'm holding a hardcover book in my hand... just in case there's an accident, there's something to help.  My friend Jisoo thinks I have a sense of humour, in fact, in my heart, I'm trying to prevent Jisoo from suddenly giving me a snowball.
As soon as Jisoo and I walked to the door, we met Baekhyun, who had already caught up with us, grinning, his hair matted from the melting snow.  And while we were waiting in line to buy food, Jisoo and Baekhyun had a quick chat about the snowball game.  Like an unchangeable habit, I squinted at the familiar corner of the table.  Cold and stiff, I felt like I was rooted to the spot.  That table is currently full of five people.
Jisoo pulls my hand.
- Cuckoo?  Amy?  What dish did you choose?
I looked down, my ears burning.  I have no reason to be so embarrassed, I told myself.  I did nothing wrong.
- Amy how are you?  Baekhyun turned to ask Jisoo.
"It's okay," I replied. "I'll drink soda today." Having said that, I hurried up to the line.
- Aren't you hungry?  – Jisoo asked.
"Actually, I'm a little tired," I replied, my eyes still on the floor.
Waiting for Baekhyun and Jisoo to finish buying food, I joined them to sit at the table, still not looking up.
As I sipped my soda, I felt my stomach rumbling.  Baekhyun asked me over and over again, all unnecessary questions, about how I was feeling inside.  I replied with my mouth that I was fine, but inside I was thinking, I didn't know if I should play cards, hide in the nursing room so I wouldn't have to study the next hour.
Obviously it's funny.  There's nothing that makes me do that.
I've made up my mind, I'll look at the Kim family again.  If Taehyung looks back at me, I won't go to biology class anymore and just like that, I'll go back to being the coward I used to be.
Still keeping my head down, but I'm trying to raise my eyes.  No one looks at me this way.  I raised my eyes slightly.
They are smiling happily at each other.  The tips of Taehyung, Hoseok, and Namjoon's hair and necks are drenched from the melting snow.  Jimin and Yoongi leaned forward, avoiding Namjoon, who was tossing his soggy hair at them.  Like everyone else, the Kims are enjoying the snowy day - they look like a scene from a movie, not like our situation right now...
However, apart from the laughter and laughter, in addition to those naughty moments, I discovered that there was something special, but it was difficult to point out exactly that special point.  I watched Taehyung the most closely.  His complexion isn't as white as it used to be, maybe it's because he just finished snowballing?  Also, the dark circles around his eyes had also faded.  Well, there seems to be one more thing.  My eyes are fixed on Taehyung, trying to figure it out...
- Hey Amy, what are you looking at?  – Jisoo suddenly spoke up, interrupted my train of thought, and asked, she also followed me with her eyes.
At that moment, Taehyung turns his gaze to me, his eyes meeting mine.
I lowered my head, deliberately letting my curls fall, to cover my face.  One thing I can say for sure, though, is that, at that moment when our eyes met, Taehyung didn't seem as rude or unfriendly as the last time I saw him.  .  Taehyung just looked surprised, curious for some reason.
"Kim Taehyung is looking at you" Jisoo giggled, whispering in my ear.
- He's not angry, is he?  I couldn't help but utter this question.
"No," replied my friend, her voice surprised. "Why does he have to be like that?"
"I think he doesn't like me," I confided.  Suddenly feeling sick, I put my head down in my hands.
- The Kims don't like anyone... well, but they don't care who likes them.  He's still looking at you.
"Well, you don't pay any attention to him anymore" I said as if hissed
Jisoo laughed scornfully, turning her face in the other direction.  I raised my face a little, to check if the frizzy-haired friend had stopped staring at people, if she was still "stubborn", I would definitely "punish" them.
Then Baekhyun interjected between the two of us, the guy who had just come up with the idea to start a great blizzard war, the location was in the school parking lot, Baekhyun wanted to drag me and Jisoo together.  family.  Needless to say, Jisoo nodded enthusiastically.  Just seeing the way her shaggy-haired friend looks at Baekhyun is enough to understand that he already has a great ally who always supports all of his "ideals".  I just kept silent – ​​So I had to go into the gym and wait until the parking lot became the ground before I dared to show my face.
For the rest of my lunch break, I cautiously kept my eyes on the group's table, not daring to glance sideways.  And then I have come to the final decision.  If that annoying guy wasn't angry, I would have entered biology class.  Just the thought of sitting next to Taehyung makes my mind flutter like fire.
Honestly, right now, I don't want to go with Baekhyun to my usual next class - now he's become the number one target of snowballers.  When the three of us just set foot in the door, we heard everyone's whispers and regrets (this time with Baekhyun and Jisoo too, absolutely no me).  Rain!  All traces of snow had disappeared somewhere.  At the side of the paths, patches of snow began to fall.  I pulled my hood up, my stomach filled with indescribable joy.  So after gym class, I was able to leisurely go straight home.
During the whole way to the building, Baekhyun never stopped complaining, complaining...
I walked into the classroom.  So glad!  My desk is still empty.  Mr. Dong Wook was walking around the classroom, handing each table a microscope and a sample box.  It's only a few minutes before class starts, and the class is buzzing with conversations.  I don't care who goes in or out at the door anymore, but just hunched over my notebook, scribbling silly pictures on its cover.
And then I clearly heard the movement of the chair next to me, I tried to sit still, my eyes not leaving the drawing I just finished.
"Hello," said a soft, melodious voice.
I raised my eyes.  Dizzy!  It was him who just told me.