Deja vu

[jooojooobeee]

where does the accent go? i forgot ><

anyway had u ever had deja vu?
or, have you ever ran into someone over and over again?

[FragrantMemory]

I know I have - but the most recent experience is what made me make this post.


Well, I have Saturday math classes. There's a classroom whose door is directly across from mine. I sit in the third seat from the front in the third row, so if anyone from the classroom across walks out the first person they'll make eye contact with will most likely be me.
Anyway, since college began there's this Korean guy I keep running into - everywhere. It's almost eerie. I only have class three days a week but I still manage to run into him at random places - first person to come face to face with me around corners, doors, etc. I remember his face well because he has distinct Korean features (in other words, he's smoking hot) - added to the fact that he's the only deeply golden tan Korean I've seen.


My first memory of him was me staring absentmindely into the room across as some guy (I could tell he was Asian from his back) walked down the last aisle, towards the front of the room. I remember thinking, Holy crap I love how he dresses. It's so simple, and yet he pulls it off so well like in those Korean dramas. And that gait - dude, he's, like, Lee Donghae, yo!
So then when he finally exits during break time I happened to be looking up, yet again, and caught his eye. He held the gaze until the wall blocked our view of each other.
A week after I was early to math class, and none of the classrooms were open. I walked down the cramped hallway looking at all the people with their mouths hanging open as they snored, their backs plastered to the walls.
Of course, the only empty spot where I could stand and still have personal space was next to ... who else but golden Korean boy? He caught sight of me since long, it seemed, and was already looking at me when I approached. We looked at each other as I walked past; a blonde Korean girl with so much makeup on her face was fuzzy with powder was chatting animatedly to him but he made it a point to have a staring contest with me while she was blabbering away. I admit it did feel a bit uncomfortable to be looking at him like that - but I'm not one to back down by breaking such a gaze.
So, of course, I did what I often do when I'm uncomfortable - I flipped my hair. I wasn't even conscious of the movement of my hand to my neck, where I untucked a wave of black until it flipped sideways and fanned across my right shoulder - I wasn't conscious until I realized that some of my side hair had moved and sheltered my face in shade. I had basically tossed my head in a way that strongly resembled flirting motions in hair product commercials. I didn't realize it until I felt my own hair against my skin, and saw the grin that was blossoming across his face.
I raised a finger and bit lightly on a nail as this realization processed - and then I realized that it was something those girls in movies do when they're trying to seduce someone. That would explain his... engaged expression.
The blonde Korean girl wasn't even talking anymore; she was looking from him to me, an appalled expression on her face.
(See what damage I do when I'm uneasy... I have weird ways of fidgeting...)
My eyes widened when I realized the position I was in, but before I could react, my professor arrived, and I pretended to be so engrossed by her entrance that I didn't give the Korean guy another glance. Someone from behind called my name, and I turned to see who it was, and saw the person was behind the Korean guy, who was smiling, knowingly, at me. (How outlandish does that sound, right? I've nothing to hide! And yet I felt something... about that gaze... that made me think of... well a strip-and-search of one's interior... what is it? a penetrating stare? only there was something so taunting about it.)
That was when I felt the redness tiptoe across my cheeks, so I looked down, away, and quickly entered my classroom, keeping my back to the door as I unloaded my things, not sitting down until I was sure he was inside his classroom.
That was how it was for a while - whenever the math classrooms were locked in the math hall, we would all wait along it, cramped, and in most cases, sleeping. No matter who came first, we would always be either across from each other or next to each other, standing wordlessly, holding gazes every now and then - I caved and broke it each time. But he would always have that smile on his face. It looked like a mixture of amusement and... something else. I would usually pretend to be fascinated by my ipod, although I saw at the edge of my eye that he frequently looked at me - and always with that wide smile ; In fact I was hoping he'd think I was an ipod freak and just scoff and glare and look away.

Afterwards I would run into him nearly everywhere on the other days. If I happened to nearly crash into him going through a door through which I didn't expect to see him exiting, I would bow and squeak out an apology and then make as if to be in a rush to go somewhere else (though I had nowhere to go but class -_- and it was obvious I was walking a normal pace before running into him). Usually he would say, "Oh it's okay - hey are you alright....?" to my retreating back.

We've never had a conversation. I mean never.
But it feels like we're friends now. At least on a level where he feels inclined to be so.... friendly??
It's the funniest thing. But it's still awkward for me because of the whole hair flipping ordeal - that wasn't just flipping hair because it was in a position I didn't want it to be in - it was repeatedly flipping hair until it no longer looked innocent - and I was doing it unconsciously and probably with the most deliberate look on my face. That's the only reason why I don't want to look him in the face.

Long story short, whenever he exits his classroom during break, I'm always looking up. I always happen to look up right when he's coming out, looking at me with that golden Korean smile of his until the wall hinders.
Today he even winked at me.
I don't even have to describe the hot sensation in my cheeks.



Well... I don't know what he's thinking, but I'm way too conservative to be mistaken for that sort of girl. And since it would just be absurd to provide an explanation, the best thing I can do is play ignorant of his friendly... expressions.

[Snow Goddess]

^ i seriously love your life... and your bashful perspective just makes it more entertaining my first yr olf college was a drag -_-
i dont think hes trying to befriend you b/c he thinks you're "easy" or anything..sounds to me like he already had his eye on you, and, well, now's just an opportunity. he seems rather fascinated by you =)


other than that, no thoughts, because i'm still EXCEPTIONALLY amused by that story

[Xyrad]

That's not deja vu, you just have a new stalker.

I've had deja vu once. In a dream, I saw a scene in a movie two years before the movie came out.
It's the oddest thing because I interpret deja vu as a misplaced memory; the brain just doesn't properly store the memory so it becomes misplaced in your mind's timeline. If I had kept a dream journal I might be able to say for sure that I really saw that scene before watching the movie.

[Blissful_Eternity]

i had something similar to adeezy. i dreamed that there was a cosmetics sale, and voila! the next day there was =] i still have a lot of lipstick from that day

ROFL @ling. i Agree, i think he was already interested, but you flipping your hair was like a green light for the guy. Did you say Korean? gasssp wow you should totally wink back at him next time