When we were fifteen, both Tiffany and Yumi were Delphiniums. They were fun, ardent, and lively. As an introvert, I really find those traits amazing. I could not imagine myself being as loud and carefree as they both were, especially Yumi. Once again, my friends proved that to me when they became close to that Korean transferee in just one month. His name was Han Bomin and his hobbies include sleeping in class, sleeping during breaks, and sleeping everywhere and anywhere. Hence, it was kind of difficult talking to him. But Yumi managed to be close to him and even dragged Tiffany with her.
It was just another typical morning of November. It was colder compared to the usual temperature of the Philippines. The road to school was busy as usual. Students that walked here and there looked rather down and annoyed. Well, it was a Monday and no one liked Monday.
“Oof!” I stumbled when someone jumped onto me before pulling me into a headlock. I looked up and I was not even surprised to see Yumi grinning at me.
“Good morning, Lindsay!”
I rolled my eyes. "Good morning to you too, Yumi. Now, let go of me."
"I refuse!" She laughed, holding me even tighter that I thought she actually planned to kill me. That was until she grunted in annoyance. It seemed like someone pulled her away and pulled her into a headlock.
While I was not surprised to see Yumi, I was quite taken aback that it was Bomin who had her in a headlock. He was grinning, laughing even. "Bullying is not good," he told Yumi. He finally let her go and he received a punch on the shoulder.
"You're the one who is bullying me!" Yumi groaned while the male only responded with a teasing laughter.
"Why are you guys so noisy early in the morning?" Tiffany chimed in all of a sudden, her appearance surprising us just a little bit. "I hate how giggly you guys are in the morning," she complained but she was still smiling.
"Yeah, you look grumpy during mornings," Yumi commented. Soon enough they were engaged in a battle of insults. I stood there, watching them in amusement while Bomin did the same.
Moments like this one further emphasized the fact that my friends were delphiniums and I stick out like a sore thumb around them. It was interesting how Bomin got along with them just fine. He would occasionally contribute to the insults and it was funny. Because I did not know much about him, comparing him to a delphinium or to any flower at all would be rude of me—not that he would ever find out about it when all of it were just in my mind.
"Bomin, aren't you coming?" My limited knowledge in Korean successfully translated what was said by another senior Korean guy—after being startled by his caveman-deep voice. His name was Park Jaeseok, a close friend of Bomin. He was also an acquaintance of mine. Blessed with a tall height of 188cm—he bragged about it, he towered over everyone.
"I'm coming!" Bomin replied, bidding us farewell and immediately catching up to his friend who decided to leave alone.
"Bomin is such a cutie," Tiffany commented. "No, no, I mean, he seems like a fun person. Don't look at me like that, Lindsay," she immediately explained when I gave her a teasing look and wiggled my eyebrows.
"He is funny," Yumi chimed in. "And really nice too."
The three of us walked together as we talked.
"There are rumors that he does not care much about studies though. He would rather sleep," Tiffany snorted. "I mean, same, I relate to him but why the hell would he sleep all day? Even Yumi does not sleep that much!"
"Hey!" Yumi protested. “But isn’t he sick? As in sick-sick?”
“What kind of sickness?” I asked, frowning and hoping it was not something my friend just made up because she had the hobby of exaggerating things. Plus, as much as I was not close to Bomin, I still felt the urge of being worried.
“That kind of opposite of insomnia. The one where you sleep a lot?” Yumi said.
“Narcolepsy?” I tried.
“Ah, yes, yes.” Yumi nodded her head. “That one. That’s why the teachers are very lenient to him. Imagine how difficult it is in his daily life.”
I acted nonchalant in front of Yumi but deep inside, I was worried about that guy too. I was reminded of how carefree his smile was. It was as if he had no thoughts.
I was not a delphinium. But it was the first time, the first time I found myself thinking about him.
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