c a l o r i e s ? bbh

08:00 am

The classroom was completely empty except for you as you had earlier than necessary. A heavy tension had been pressuring upon your chest and you hadn' been able to catch a single wink of sleep because of it. With a heavy sigh, you picked up your backpack and starting searching for your diary, knowing it would've helped you get a better hold of your feelings and worries if you wrote about them. But you were only to be left in a fearful state when the familiar object wasn't in its usual place. Your heart was beating frantically, crashing against your ribs like a sea in an untamable storm. Where was it?  You hadn't tucked it out of your bag yesterday, so where could you have possibly left it?

The only thing out of the ordinary that you had done yesterday was being at Byun Baekhyun's house to work on a group project that you had been assigned. Then it finally hit you. Byun Baekhyun. Suddenly, your heart was in your throat and you felt like throwing up. The door of the classroom abruptly opened, making you jump in your seat, only to be met with the very last person you wanted to see. Your lips trembled uncontrollably as you eyes the playboy stumbling inside with a giggling girl wrapped all over him, her cheeks flushed and pupils wide with exhilaration from their past activities that you didn't really realize until your spotted Baekhyun's semi unbuttoned shirt and the fresh hickeys traveling down his milky skin.

Upon seeing you, he completely forgot about the girl and he locked gazes with you. His expression turning into a sickeningly smug and cocky smirk as his eyes looked at you from head to toe, like always after all, though there was something more about that gaze of his that made you want to disappear at the instant.  Baekhyun sent the girl off and made his way to his desk which happened to be next to yours, lazily picking his backpack. Although you wanted to leave, you could only stare at him with wide and fearful eyes and yet he looked so beautiful even in the bruises of a sinful action. 

Locking eyes with you again, his lips started curling into an unfairly pretty smile as he pulled a very familiar notebook from his bag, his evil, and cruel eyes coated with an artificial sugary sweetness. His gaze never leaving yours.

"You left your diary at my house.." Baekhyun held your diary out to you, "And I read those pages, you really love me, don't you?" He chuckled.