Chapter III (1/1)

L sighed as he tried to decide what to do next. He was sitting in his chair in his room, staring at the ceiling as if he was going to find the answer written there somewhere. Since the university had lots of events going on, they needed a photographer but the previous one graduated so the spot was empty now. It was a good opportunity for L yet he was hesitating. Agreeing meant less time for music and that meant less time with Dokmi. If it weren’t for that bad part, he would have agreed on the spot.“Ah, I’m going crazy!” he screamed as he ruffled his hair.Just then, his phone began ringing. He couldn’t believe it. Dokmi was calling him. It was something that never happened since then. It was usually the other way around.“H-Hi.” He answered uneasily.“Come pick me up.” Dokmi demanded without wasting even a second.“Pick you up?” L frowned.“Are you coming to Sunggyu’s performance?”L glanced at the clock. The last time he checked the time was 3 hours ago and if he was to waste even a minute now, he was going to be late.“Oh, fuck.” He cursed as he stumbled towards his wardrobe. “I’ll be right there.”After furiously taking on some clothes, he sped to his car and drove to Dokmi’s house. The girl was already waiting for him outside, rubbing her arms most probably because of the chilly wind.“Finally.” She exclaimed, opening the door and getting inside the car. “It’s your fault if Sunggyu complains for us being late.”There was no scoff or complain heard. Dokmi was expecting him to at least whine or say that he didn’t care but she heard none of those. Curiously, she peered up at him. Myungsoo was just standing there, smiling like an idiot.“What’s wrong with you?” she frowned, bothered by the sudden weirdness in his behavior.“You called. It’s the first time you called me ever since I gave you my number.”Dokmi rolled her eyes. This boy was so foolish. She actually called him to use him as a ride. What was he so happy about?“Whatever. Get over it and drive.” She mumbled.“Seatbelt.”L pointed at black strap besides Dokmi’s shoulder. She took a hold of it and pulled but when it came to the buckle, it just refused to click. She struggled a bit yet she didn’t succeed. Her ego was too big to even try asking for a bit of help. A small chuckle left L’s lips as he watched her troubled expression.“Shut up, Myungsoo!” she hissed.L shook his head at her silliness. He put his hand over hers and in just a second, a click was heard.“There. Was it that hard?” he laughed lightly.“Just drive, Myungsoo!”“You were so cute.” He complimented, earning a low groan from Dokmi.“Drive already!”