"So you have a big time crush on my brother?"
"I'm going to kill you Park Jimin," I said darkly.
"This is going to be great blackmail," he laughed.
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It's a fresh, chilly morning. The air is still heavy with morning mist. But I can tell as I watch the sky while I walk, that the weather forecast will be right; I can expect a hot day ahead of me. My head bops involuntarily to the upbeat song that plays through my headphones. My footsteps follow the beat of the song, doing a little skip every now and then when the tempo changes. In an uncommonly good mood for recent days, I make my way, merrily to school. However once I arrive on school grounds the very first welcome I receive is a fist that pounds into my back.
"Ya!" I scream and swirl around to confront the rude swine. I swear if it's Jimin, he's losing his head.
It turns out it's not.
Baekhyun grins at me with amusement twinkling clearly in his dark eyes.
I pull my headphones down around my neck so I can hear him speak.
"Seriously, I could have kidnapped you. You're so dead to the world with those chunky headphones of yours. I've been calling out to you for, like, five minutes."
"They're excellent for blocking out annoying sounds," I say meaningfully.
He rolls his eyes, but his smile is still set into his lips.
"Anyway, I've been stalking you for ten minutes, seeing if you'd notice. Jimin called you a thickhead, that could get kidnapped any time of the day. I thought I'd test it. He was right."
I stare at him blankly.
"When have you talked to Jimin?" I finally say.
Baekhyun shrugs.
"Sometimes, when I see him around. Although, he always gives me dirty looks so I try and avoid him." He lets out a bark of laughter.
I don't see what is so funny.
"But I can't really help it since we have a lot of mutual friends," he finishes.
"Yeah, your both dickheads who only hang out with cool good-looking people," I snigger.
"Yeah, but we both also hang out with you," He replies. His eyes gleam with the pleasure of roasting my ass over an open flame.
"Are you calling having out with me charity work?" I jump up, slinging one arm around his shoulder and knocking my free fist into his skull.
Baekhyun just laughs whole heartedly at me.
I'm too busy being angry at Baekhyun to notice someone passing by closely. And all too suddenly after being punched in the back, the back of my head gets slapped as well. It was too light a hit to hurt, but it's more than enough to get my attention. The person slips past me. I stare at the back of their head in shock. Baekhyun also stares at them in confused silence. Judging by their stature it was a boy, the frame his back is strangely familiar, but I don't recognise the mop of ebony black hair on his head. I frown at the person's back. Another boy from nearby, greets them and talks to them. There's no way some random boy would smack me on the back of the head.
