My Cold Prince's
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Minjoo came earlier than usual. There was something he had to do at school, therefore he rushed over.

Enter until class, of course the class is still very quiet. It's not even half a seven.

Minjoo placed the backpack on his seat, then opened the contents of the bag. He took out a box of sandwiches he had prepared from home.

One box of sandwiches was even tied neatly with red ribbon. The plan, he would give it to Junho. Itung-itung as his gratitude because Junho yesterday had brought him home, and also because Junho had given him a can of drink but he had not had time to say thank you.

Minjoo checked the surroundings. Aman, still quiet. Minjoo carefully placed the one box of sandwiches into the look of Junho's desk.

The kreeek..

The door of the real class opens. Someone came in and Minjoo panicked. That person is Chaewon, my friend Junho.

Minjoo rushed back to his seat.

Chaewon sat in his chair. He took a quick glance at Junho's desk because he had seen Minjoo put something in there.

Chaewon tilted the corner of her lips next to her. Then looked down at Minjoo lightly. Of course without Minjoo's knowledge, because at that time Minjoo was sitting while looking to the side, looking at the outside view from behind the window.

Chaewon greeted Minjoo and made Minjoo look back to meet Chaewon.

"Have you come here since??. Why so early in the morning?" ask Chaewon.

"I wanted to do PR physics at school, so I came early in the morning. So that it can be done in time before the bell enters."

Minjoo chuckled softly. What kind of reason is that?. Even Minjoo was unconscious when he said that. Original nyeplos.

Minjoo immediately picked up his physics notebook and the bullpen, then pretended to take notes. He did it just to make Chaewon believe.

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It's almost seven o'clock. The class is almost in.

Junho had just arrived at the classroom and immediately sat down in his chair. He opened the contents of his bag to pick up the package books, and was about to put them into the look of the table. But when he pushed his package books into the look of the table, there was a soft scraping sound. Like there was something in the hallway of his desk.

Junho examined it and it turned out that inside the look of his desk was a neatly wrapped sandwich box, complete with a red ribbon tying him up.

Junho took out a box of sandwiches from the look of the table. Junho took a quick look at the sandwich box in his hand as he was curious as to who had already given it.

"You likey?" Ask Chaewon.

Junho blinked in confusion as he did not understand why Chaewon suddenly asked like that.

Chaewon glanced towards the one box of sandwiches in Junho's hand.

"The sandwich. I gave it to you." Chaewon.

"Thank you." Junho replied, briefly.

That thank you, it wasn't Chaewon who deserved it. But Minjoo. Minjoo is entitled because Minjoo is the one who actually gave it to Junho.

Minjoo bowed limply. He was eager to say that one box of sandwiches was actually his gift. But Minjoo was too scared. He cannot, for he is not brave. It really frustrates him.

Chaewon smiled broadly.

"I'll make it again if you want."

Minjoo screeched when he heard Chaewon say that. He glanced cynically at Chaewon who was sitting at the back.

Junho.

"No need." he said.

"Basar Minjoo is stupid." muttered Minjoo, while clapping his forehead, slowly.

Hyewon looked at him confused.

"Why you?" hyewon asked in surprise, because there was no wind there was no rain but Minjoo suddenly grumbled by saying that he was stupid while clapping his forehead.

Minjoo turned to Hyewon, then shook his head quickly.

"No. No why." The reply.

Minjoo folded his hands, and leaned his head against the table. He's pissed off.

"Why are you so cool about Minjoo..." Minjoo is still grumbling. But this time no one heard him because he grumbled in his heart.

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Minjoo's heart keeps telling: It's not her. It's me. I'm the one who gave it to you.

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Note: Don't forget the voment !😊