Communication

She was doing that again- avoiding answering directly. There was something about her stubborn less tat made him want to shake her...

He took another step closer, their bodies Inshes apart now .

"You'd rather write in that damn book than talk to me?" He asked voice low.

She noded unknowingly.

Her blunt response was like blow to the gut. He let out a scoff, half frustrated, half laughter.

"Unbelievable." He muttered. Another step forward, closing the remaining gap between them. Now he had her backed up against then corridor wall, trapping her.

She slightly tried to push him away to escape , avoiding his eyes.

He let her push him back just to break the tension. But as she ducked under his arms, he caught a glimpse of something in her eyes before she looked away.

Fear?shame? Whatever it was, made his chest tightened uncomfortably.

"Tch- fine run then." He barked then turn on his hee.

She looked at his back in disbelief. He felt her gaze on his back he turn abruptly "what!!!" He snapped crossing his arms.

She sighed shaking her head (he can't understand me) then she clicked her tongue. "Is it funny?" He asked like challenging. He looked at her closely how she was curling her fingers like restraining her from reacting. Its only pissed him off more.

"Oh now you have something to say?" He taunted leaning down slightly so they were eye level. "Or do I need to pin you against the wall for that too?".

Her eyes widen at his statement (he's opposite of my expectations) she thought staring at him.

The way she was staring at him-like she was studying him. It made his skin tinged under her intense gaze and he hated it.

He leaned even further, his face mere inches from her. "Stop looking at me like that." He said in cold tone. She blinked looking away from him. He felt relief when she looked away. Even though he'd been the one to demand her attention in the first place.

He stepped back "why do you have so many damn walls up?" He muttered, half- to himself

She lowered her head.

He was supposed to be angry with her- not feeling guilty for cornering her like some crap.

"HEY!!!" He voice soften "look at me."

She bite inside of her cheek when she lifted her eyes to meet his.

"Don't looked away. I just...." He sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"UGH!!!! This is stupid. I'm trying to be mad at you but you're just so damn..." He trailed off, his jaw clenching.

She kept his gaze( we are opposite yoongi). He held her gaze unblinking, it was like she could see right through him, straight to the parts he never let anyone else see. He exhaled. "Opposite?" Word came out of his mouth unintentionally.

"Do you think we are opposite.?" He said.

She narrowed her eyes (how did he know what i said?) She shook her head.

Damn it, why it was so hard to read her? She was like a blank canvas he just couldn't quite decipher.

"Fine don't answer- its not like you ever do." He bite out sarcastically.

After moments she moved her hand to her pocket and pulled out notes then after writing something she handed him.

"Its not like I don't wanna talk." He waited impatiently then immediately took note from her reading.

Something in his chest tightened. She did want to talk to him? Why the hell was she so good at throwing off his entire perspective on her?

"Then why- why won't you just talk to me?" The question hung between them

"Because I can't" she avoided his eyes placed another note on his hand then left.

He stood there, reading the words that suddenly felt like a sucker punch to gut.

She can't- or she won't?

He watched her back how her shoulder slumped and steps hurried.

Why was it so damn difficult to figure out this girl?

He thought about her all the way back to home. He didn't even noticed when his father called out him for dinner- he couldn't sleep all night. The very next morning he appealed early at campus leaning back on her desk in classroom. After hour when class started to fill up with students he saw her heading toward her desk. He straightened his posture. When she arrived "we are talking today." He slammed a crumpled note on her desk in his messing writting. She flinched slightly when his palm hit the desk. No anger-no smirk left- just pure stubbornness as he waited for her to acknowledge him this time.

She looked at him with questioning eyes "??" He saw confusion in her eyes

"Yes Now." A beat passed he held out to her again- his other hand already reaching for a pen "use this if you have to," he muttered gruffly "but we're doing this today." She looked at the wall clock 20 minutes till class starts. Then she noded.

He sat on the edge of the desk, still facing her directly. Now...now the hell were they supposed to communicate whne she couldn't even talk?

"Okay- uh...lets start with something easy then." His hand shakes a little with nervousness.

She watched him.

He shifted, trying to get more comfortable on the desk edge-though his eyes never wavered from her "you said you couldn't talk right? As in, you're physically unable to?"

This question made her a little tense but she hides with nod.

Yoongi: since when?

A paused then he aded below in smaller letters "and is that why you watch me instead of just talking to me?"

"Since childhood" her hands moved steadily on paper.

His eyes widened slightly "since childhood..." His mind reeled. She'd been dealing with this for god know how long, and he'd just thought she was ignoring him for shits and giggles.

He hides. He didn't wants to show pity but damn it he couldn't help feeling guilty. Not that he'd ever admit it.

Yoongi: why didn't you ever try to tell me?

His eyes flicker up searching in hers.

"Its" she paused her pen "not that much necessary" she slid the note toward her.

(Not much necessary?)

Frustration flares up in him at her nonchalant answer.

Had she really thought he wasn't worth the effort to explain?

"Bullshit. We could have communicated so much better if you'd just told me. What kind of logic-" he stopped at the voice of teacher greeting. He stood up "we are not done here. Stay after class I'm not done talking." Then he went back to his desk.

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