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pov: There was a bus that arrived every morning at exactly 7:20. It wasn't the fastest route to your university. Actually, it made your commute almost twenty minutes longer. But for the last three months... You'd been taking it every single day. Not because of the route. Because of him. Lee Heeseung. You didn't know much about him. Just that he always arrived a few minutes before the bus did, headphones around his neck, a backpack slung over one shoulder, and a coffee in his hand whenever he looked particularly tired. You never had the courage to talk to him. Instead, you admired him from afar. If he wasn't at the bus stop yet, you'd let the first bus leave. Sometimes even the second. Only when you saw him walking toward the stop would you quietly join the line behind him, pretending it was all a coincidence. It became a habit. A silly one. Your friends couldn't understand why you insisted on taking such an inconvenient route every morning. "If you leave five minutes earlier, you'll get to class faster." You only laughed. "It's fine." How could you explain that the twenty extra minutes were the best part of your day? Most mornings, Heeseung stood by the window. You'd stand a few steps away, stealing quick glances whenever he wasn't looking. On days the bus was crowded, you'd secretly hope to end up standing close to him. On days there were empty seats, you'd quietly choose the one across the aisle just so you could see him. He never looked your way. Or at least... You thought he didn't. Three months passed like that. Until one Monday morning. The bus was unusually packed because of the rain. Everyone was squeezed together, barely able to move. You held onto the overhead rail while trying not to lose your balance. Heeseung was only a few steps away. Then— A child suddenly ran across the road. The driver slammed on the brakes. The entire bus jerked forward. People screamed. Your hand slipped from the rail. Everything happened too fast. You were certain you were about to fall. Instead... A strong arm wrapped around your waist while another caught your wrist before you hit the floor. "You okay?" You slowly opened your eyes. Heeseung. He was looking at you with genuine concern. "I... yeah." "You sure?" You nodded. Only then did he slowly let go. When the bus started moving again, he noticed you struggling to keep your balance. "Hold onto my arm." "...What?" "So you don't fall again." You hesitated. "It's okay." His smile was small but reassuring. "You won't bother me." Carefully, you held onto his arm. Your heart refused to calm down for the rest of the ride. When your stop came, you quickly bowed your head. "Thank you." Just as the doors were closing... "See you tomorrow." You turned around. "...You know I get off here?" He tilted his head. "You always do." The doors closed. You stood frozen on the sidewalk while the bus disappeared into traffic. He knew. He noticed. All this time... He knew. The next morning, you arrived earlier than usual. Heeseung was already waiting. The moment he saw you, he walked over. "Morning." "...Morning." He held out a canned coffee. "I bought an extra one." You looked at the label. It was your favorite. "You like this flavor too?" He scratched the back of his neck. "Not really." "...Then why?" "I've seen you buy it almost every morning." Your eyes widened. "You noticed that?" "I notice a lot." You accepted the drink, trying to hide your smile. From then on, things slowly changed. The silence between you disappeared. You learned he was studying music. He learned you couldn't survive morning classes without coffee. He started waiting for you before getting on the bus. You started bringing an extra sandwich whenever you knew he'd skipped breakfast. The rides that once felt too short suddenly became the best part of your day. One afternoon, after class, your phone buzzed. Heeseung: You already went home? You blinked. You: Yeah. Why? Heeseung: I forgot we usually ride together. Your lips curved into a smile before you even realized it. #leeheeseung #heeseung #enhypen #heeseungenhypen