ch. 51

"memories bring back you."

-memories

"eunbi-ah, wake up!"

the girl turns her body away from the noise and snuggles closer into her fluffy blanket as her eyebrows scrunch together in annoyance. wanting to block out her cousin's shouting, she brings the side of her pillow to cover her ear as her conscience slowly seeps back into deep slumber.

"five more minutes," she mumbles. "just five more minutes please."

suddenly, her only source of warmth is yanked away from her and her head hits her mattress, a painful groan leaving her lips. she reluctantly opens her eyes and glares at jungkook, who has her sleeping necessities in his possession. when she looks over to her alarm clock, she rolls her eyes and falls back onto her bed.

"oppa, it's only 6 am. why did you have to wake me up so early? school doesn't even start in another hour and forty-five minutes."

"yeah i know," he replies while his finger points to the entrance of her room. "but someone came by to pick you up."

this causes her to jump off her bed and approach the door, peering her head out of the door frame.

from afar, she can see her relatives sitting around the dining table while holding a conversation with someone. their eyes spark with interest as they listen to the person's story, and her ears twitch at the familiar masculine voice.

her eyes widen once she recognizes that voice and immediately pushes her cousin out of her bedroom, so she can change out of her pajamas.

what is he doing here? she asks herself, pulling her grey sweater over her head.

he has only been to this house once, so how did he remember the route to here?

nonetheless, she quickly puts on her school attire and does her morning routine in the bathroom. with one last look in the mirror, she pulls her hair up into a ponytail and adjusts the waistband of her sweatpants before heading downstairs to greet everyone.

seokijin, who is facing the stairs, notice the girl first and waves at her with a small smile. she kindly returns the gesture as she drifts towards the refrigerator, searching for the lunch she made for herself last night.

someone then places their hand on her shoulder, and she turns over to lock her gaze on her brother's gleaming face; in his arm is the welcomed visitor, who is sheepishly grinning at her.

"eunbi, you never told me yunho goes to the same school as you!" jimin exclaims as he ruffles the boy's hair. "you know how long it has been since I last saw him?!?"

"i honestly don't care," she simply says, her hands making their way to a container of her food and placing it into the microwave. "you have a cellphone for a reason, so you could have texted him or something."

her brother's jaw opens at the sound of her throwing sass at him and he lightly punches the girl's shoulder. "you're so mean!"

"yes, and you're so annoying."

a loud beep catches eunbi's attention and she immediately takes out the container from the microwave. she wanders into the cabinets of the kitchen to grab a bento box and then prepares her lunch, ignoring the two boys beside her.

as she plates her food, she feels a tall presence hover over her to watch her hands present a beautiful piece of art and hears a soft sigh. already knowing her situation here, she glances at her leftovers before turning around to face yunho.

"you know, you could have asked me to make you lunch."

with an embarrassed smile, the tall male rubs the nape of his neck and avoids eye contact with her. "it would be kinda rude though."

"it's fine," she replies while assembling another bento box. "i don't think i would want to eat this a second time today anyways."

"ah, i forgot that you had work."

after making two lunches, she hands her friend his food and grabs her backpack that is hanging on the side of the wall. yunho, who has nothing else to do, trails behind her as she gets ready to leave for school. her relatives watch this interaction from afar, a soft smile pulling on their lips. jimin, being most familiar with the light brunette, recalls the memories of those two spending their time together.

no matter what happens, yunho will always follow eunbi around.

"we're going to head out now," the girl shouts, waving her hand at the group of males at the dining table. "i'll see you after school!"

the boy does a small bow and together, they exit the house and embark their journey to school. they enter a white sedan and the scent of fast food breakfast seeps into their nostrils, earning a silly grin from eunbi. when they buckle their seat belts, yunho slowly backs the car from the driveway and zooms into the streets of seoul.

being curious about the location of the smell, the brunette glances around the vehicle to see a brown paper bag relaxing in the back seats. reaching over her seat, she manages to grab the bag and look into it.

"what's all this for?" she asks, her hand reaching for a hash brown.

the male quickly looks over to her before grinning. "i got those on the way here for you as a thank you for that night. i had breakfast at the dormitory, so you can eat all of that."

with a softened heart, she enjoys the small breakfast he has provided for her. "thank you."

the fact that the light brunette has mentioned about the night of the dance causes them to remain silent for the rest of the car ride to school, immersing themselves in their thoughts. the beautiful scenery of the garden appears before their eyes and a small blush arises to their cheeks as they remember each and every detail of the memory.

to feel each other's touch makes their heart race.

once they arrive at their destination, they both exit the vehicle and walk to the entrance of the school together. with each step he takes, yunho inches closer and closer to eunbi on the way there until their shoulders brush against one another. it can be seen as a playful action; however, this meant something different to him.

something more.

and surprisingly, she does not shy away from this interaction.

instead, she presses her side closer to him.

"it's cold," she clarifies. "and you're the closest thing that can keep me warm."

oh, how the butterflies in his stomach flutter at her simple gesture.

he wishes this could last forever.

but this pleasant feeling disperses into thin air when he hears a familiar voice behind them.

"yunho?"