Lay? Like Lays Chip? (1/2)

The air was filled with the smell of books. In the library everything was quiet. The studets inside the library who read books was in a whole different world, were no one would ever be able to disturb them. Lay have always loved the library, the air, the smell and most important, the books. He loved reading, almost as much as dancing. The feeling he gets from reading, he could always imagine the feelings the character has. When they smiled, he smiled. When they cried, he sobbed like a little kid. He loved it.

He walked past some bookcases, in search for a new book to read. He stopped at a bookcase and scanned through the books. His eyes stopped at one book.

Alice in Wonderland.

He loved the book! And the best was the book was in chinese. He reached and grabbed the book but froze when a hand grabbed the book at the same time as him. He looked at the person who dared to grab his favourite book the same time as him. The person had black brown hair, big eyes and really white skin and he was looking at him. Lay recognized him but he didn't knew where he met him before.

"Ah! I'm sorry." the person released the book. Lay held the book close to his chest.

"It's okay." Lay smiled at him. The person's face turned red. "Are you alright? Do you have a fever?" Lay panickly asked as he brought his hand to the person's forehead. "Nope, not fever." he mumled. The person's face was now red as a tomato.

"I-I'm alright. I don't have fever." he stuttered and took down Lay's hand from his forehead.

"Oh." Lay blinked at him. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding." he bowed a little.

"It's alright." the person smiled. Lay smiled back. Then they standed there and looked around.

"So," the person said. "you're chinese?" he asked.

"Yes." Lay nodded. "Are you chinese too?"

The person shook his head. "No. But I'm studying in it." he smiled.

"Ah, alright." Lay smiled back again. "Uhm... What's your name? I think I've seen you before but I can't really remember." he furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to remember the familiar face.

The person laughed. "We met each other yesterday, you know, when your friend was hit by the ball." he said. "But we didn't really introduced ourselves clearly. My name is Kim Joonmyeon, but you can call me Suho. And you?" he reached out his hand to Lay.

"Zhang Yixing." Lay took his hand and shook it. "But call me Lay."

"Lay? Like Lay's chip?" Suho chuckled when Lay pouted.

"Everyone says that." Lay pouted more and Suho laughed. "Meanie." Lay slapped lightly on Suho's chest with the book.