One last time(book 1)✅

6

I massage my forehead as if it'll ease my penetrating headache. I don't remember a single thing from last night. I got drunk and woke up in my bed. Wish I could skip school but my parents wouldn't allow. I can't even tell them the reason.

On my way inside the school gates, feeling as dead as a doornail, I bump into something hard like a wall. With dull eyes I lift my head to meet..a pair of black sunglasses.

Who wears sunglasses in day time..

Giving me the shock of my life he pulls me, slams me on the wall and covers my mouth. He catches both of wrists trapping them in the space between us. I am too petrified to move.

He takes his sunglasses off.

He has a black vibrate double metal ring cap, his perfect bangs on view. Only his big rounded eyes are seen as he is wearing a mask that covered most parts of his face, except for his eyes that radiated vibrant energy, yet his demeanor is extremely intimidating.

"Not a sound." My heart almost leaps out of my butt, I didn't dare to scream and plead with my eyes to let me go, as a result he loosens his hand around my mouth.

"Don't even th..think about hurting me, I..I'll jujitsu choke you." certain fear evident in my tremulous tone.

"I'm not here to harm you." He puts his hand next to my face. The incredibly artistic tattoos instantly putting me at ease at once.

"It's you!" I jump on his levitating my legs.

"I couldn't even thank you yesterday."

"Bold of you to act so casual around me." He is cautiously eyeing around for some reason.

"You're not as frightening as you apper, besides that you just said you won't harm me." I grab his face focussing his attention on me.

"Not you, but I never said I won't harm him, who you call your brother."

"Namjoon? that's my brother. Why'd you hurt my brother?!" I frown in confusion.

"Bullshit." He mutters staring at the ground. "He's not your brother. He is betraying you."

"What the fuck?! Just when I started trusting you-"

"You really be trusting strangers that fast huh!" He gets mad out of the blue getting on my nerves.

"Huh?! My bad then. Now let go off me!" I press on his chest firmly, except for he stands his ground.

"We're talking about that Namjoon guy. Since when he's your brother?"

Attempting to fight him would be a stupid idea. I focus on get myself out this tight corner anyhow.

"Today. My father took him in, I, I don't know much.. apparently he saw some pote..pot..potential in him so.. he.. I.." His gaze pierces through my soul, I didn't even notice his subtle touches on my ear.

"You met him since what? two days? Is that enough time for you to put your trust on someone?"

"That's my fucking brother!"

"Your fake father just decided to get you a brother out of nowhere and you're too silly to read between the lines?"

"You're so weird.. get off of me before I puke on you!"

I fix myself to bite his fingers off if he stays any second longer. My breathe gets caught the second his gaze holds mine. Through the mask I could figure he parted his lips ever so slightly and his adam's apple bobbing. His hand threading through my hair faintly and he tightening his grip around my neck.

Great. I'm letting an unknown person touch me, however I make no effort to stop him. Hate to confess, everything about this man made me feel some strange type of way.

"One can never predict how life can flip in a matter of second. "

Before I could process anything, He let go of my neck and holds my face, his eyes switching in between my eyes and lips. My heart beat speed up faster than a train.

Ewww don't kiss me don't kiss me don't kiss me..

He leans closer and I squeeze my eyes shut, while my brain prepares to kill itself.

I open my eyes few seconds after feeling nothing, only to met by nothing. He is gone. I pinch myself to wake up from this illusion. But nah, my wrists have red marks. It was real. He was real. Carrying this uncanny feeling in my chest, I run inside the campus to make sure I'm somehow safe.

On my way to class I catch a glance of someone, who resembles the same mysterious guy, passing across me. Hell no. Convincing myself; I'm just a little paranoid, I enter into classroom.