A Series of Chance Encounters

First Encounter: Class Project

Friday

"And, Kun Kung, your partner will be..." the teacher scanned the room, spotting the last student without a partner for this project. "Jung-Woo."

It was hard to tell where the squeal of glee from the pretty-boy fan club came from, because they were scattered all over the room. Cameras became poised and ready to go, hidden under desk like thugs at a drug deal hit their guns, prepared to get their fix by any means.

The class went on normally, though. Half the period had passed before Kun noticed Jung-Woo had not moved from his own seat by the window to be closer to Kun's seat at the back corner of the class near the hallway. This long time to notice was partially due to the fact that Kun had spent most of the period sleeping. Still, the idea that Jung-Woo was insinuating that Kun should move closer to him, and not the other way around, was making him feel very... put-out. He considered just leaving now, but Tae would surely not let him hear the end of it if he let her cousin fail a test, and oh, Tae could talk.

Still, though. That damn Jung-Woo was going to make him move. Kun wondered why Tae was always asking why Jung-Woo was bully bait. He had no sense of propriety for pecking order or any kind of hierarchy. Reluctantly, Kun stood from his seat and went over to Jung-Woo's seat.

For his part, Jung-Woo was staring out the window to the scenery outside, the sunny day kept out of their classroom by double-layered glass. His jaw was slightly slack, even as he rested his cheek on his palm, showing to those who cared to pay attention that even though his eyes were open and he was in his seat, he was clearly "Out to Lunch".

Kun paused for a moment to take a long look at Jung-Woo, taking in his delicate features. Later, photos of this encounter from at least five different angles would be circulated through the club. "Kun's Hungry Gaze", the collection would be called. All too soon for the girls of the club, though, Kun turned a way and returned to his seat, grabbing his bag. He cut out of class without a word to his teacher, too busy with other students to notice at that exact moment.

'...definitely cuter than Tae.' Kun thought.