He wasn’t rushing into class per se, not yet. He wasn’t that late, or that’s what he keeps telling himself. But by the time he crossed the hallways from the west wing to get to the east wing, he was sure he had bumped into plenty of people on the way, to which he didn’t even bother to say sorry. Oops?

He pushed the doors past him and snuck into his seat like it was nobody’s business. Until he realized someone bumped against him. Well, his pen fell and whoever the nice blonde was, she decided to get her pen for him and thus making them bump heads. “Yes me…?” She didn’t look happy and Seojun was trying to rack his head to why. Why was she not happy to see him? Did he do something wrong?

Throughout the class, he couldn’t focus on what his lecturer was teaching him, not that he usually would. His eyes were fixated on the niveis who seemed to have made it her mission to ignore him fully no matter what he does. But he was eternally grateful when they were asked to pair up and everyone else had theirs except them. What a lovely turn of events, he thought. “Why are you giving me the cold shoulder?”

She wasn’t really know what exactly she was expecting when it came to all this. What happened between them was completely unexpected after all…she was a little embarrassed to even think about it. Mostly because she felt pissed at herself for being so…attached to something that obviously meant nothing to him. It was easier to just ignore him…pretend it didn’t matter…it didn’t to him right?

She pressed her lips into a fine line. She remembered seeing him a few days after when he was over spending time with Argent, he had been so wrapped up in the conversation with her that she doubted he even noticed her presence. Right…that would make sense right, he had been there to see the redhead in the first place anyway. “I’m just reflecting the same energy I’m being treated with” she commented coldly.

She sighed when the lecturer essentially paired them together as the final pair and begrudgingly turned to look at him “You don’t seem like the type to be interested in literature” she commented, noting they both selected the same elective course.

He wasn’t sure what he expected when he came to the class again after realizing college life was not it for him after he deduced the fact that it was more than just lounging around having hot babes. But it was definitely not this, meeting his one night stand who is also actively glaring him down like he just murdered her kitty. “What is that supposed to mean?” He asked in confusion when she said she was just giving back the same energy she was treated with. 

“I’m not treating you with hostility” he exclaimed, clearly being defensive because he was being accused of doing something he didn’t do. He scoffed because what has fate planned for them now that they are inevitably being paired up together for this project? Great. He has a cold chicken ready to freeze his ass off if he crossed the line without being careful. 

“I’m not a philosopher, no. But it was either this or social justice, which is a total bore. Besides… I read a lot anyway, wouldn’t be hard.” He was already a real life guard working for the supernatural police. He didn’t need to take an elective class for social justice that will just nag his ears off with the boredom they provide. He opened the page and glanced over to her “You read?” 

It took him approximately two minutes before asking her what he really wanted to ask since she started glaring at him. “Why are you so hostile to me? Be honest.”