*record scratch* yeah, that's me, in the background (Romance//Closed)

"Oh, do you–" He was interrupted by her suddenly turning around and blowing him off, his mouth still half-open. "Okay…" He glanced up, watching a pair of teenagers meander over. Weird, those types of kids never came over to his corner. They always seemed to avoid him.

(mild warning I'm not good at all with bullies lmao)

"Hey dork," One said, kicking her chair slightly and tossing over her bookbag. "Decided to sit in the back away from us, huh?"

(nah mate, I planned to keep it short anyway lol)

He went to respond, but Met stood up with a clutter, his knees basically knocking over the desk as he unfolded his six foot five self out of the desk, hanging over the pair of boys like a crow.
"She asked you to stop." His voice was quiet but forceful.

Looking haughty and bold over the pair of boys, they just backed away from him, explaining that they 'meant nothing of it' and they were just 'kidding around'. Met turned slowly to her and looked down, bending to gently touch her shoulder with his big hand, his round eyes coming into her view, his long locks of black hair getting in his face.
"Are you okay?"

"You asked them to leave you alone," He explained, "and they were not." He knew he sounded kind of stupid in his explanation, but he didn't want to see a girl as nice as her get beat up in front of him, which was bound to happen by the way she was hiding. He still looked as tired as he was earlier, but his eyes were crunched up in a small smile.

Met settled himself down in his chair as he heard Penny walk in, struggling to keep his legs from knocking into the underpart of the desk. He crossed his fingers together neatly on the surface and smiled back at Seo-Hyeon as she turned around, waving a little. He gestured for her to turn back around before Penny finished attendance and morning announcements came on.

Met perked up a little again, accepting the paper and looking down at it. He smiled and ripped off a piece of paper, writing down his own number to give to her. He always had his phone off during school– today would be no exception– but he would love to text or call her after school. So he wrote text me after school in his small, loopy handwriting before giving it to her.

Met smiled back, his gaze flitting up nervously to Penny before responding with a, "No. I've been living here since I was really young. I just try to stay away from people." He laughed softly before getting out some stuff to take notes. He gestured for her to turn around quick again, for Penny was passing out some papers to the class.

Penny handed Met his work and he went straight to it. It looked like another review day for the English final, which he was pretty confident about. He scribbled down sloppy but correct answers in each box and put it in his English stuff, then took out his French binder. He had about twenty minutes (most of the class he spent on English) and now he went to studying again. He had French next, and was very nervous. At least in his third mod he had Chorus, where he could relax and try his best to destress.

(Sure, we can skip now if you'd like?)

(That's okay)

Met had skipped his lunch and stayed inside. He was in his Chem class, dozing over his binders which were closed. He had finished both finals and was exhausted again. Thankfully she had passed by and saw him, though, since the science hall was right near the cafeteria.

Met heard someone laughing in the distance, but didn't think it was his new friend as she poked him awake. He sat up slowly to blink at her, rubbing the side of his aching head.
"Oh, hi. It's lunch and I just finished my tests… So I guess I fell asleep," He explained with a soft laugh, though he himself smiled at her happy mood. He liked seeing someone so happy to see him.

Met sat up slowly and rubbed his tired face, moving the binders he used off to the side. "Yeah, sure. I probably won't get anything, I'm not really hungry." He smiled at her as she hummed and tapped her fingers. "I'm sorry you came looking for me. I didn't know you wanted to hang out."

Met smiled and stood up with her, but realized how short she was in comparison to him. A full foot and two or three inches was a lot.
"No, I'd like to come out with you and relax outside. I think it'd be nice to get to know you again," He said pleasantly once he got over the shock of their height difference.

Met smiled and trotted out of the class with her, careful to keep his strides short and slow to keep up with her small feet. He smiled down at her as they walked, holding the door open for her as they walked outside. He was a senior, so he was allowed outside, but he had never taken advantage of it like this. He stuck his hands into his sweatpants as his feet crunched the grass.
"It's a nice day out. It's kind of wet, though," He commented, as he watched droplets of rain slide down his long locks of hair.

"It is raining," He responded with a little giggle, watching her twirl and play in the grass and rain. His blue eyes sparkled in the subdued place of his eyesockets. "Are we just walking around? It's a bit too wet to sit."