Phobias || Hyunsung

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|Hyunjin Point of View|

" Oppa! " I turn around as I heard her calling. I watch her cheerfully waving at me. I waves back and smiles as I see her runs towards me.

She falls on the way and my heart immediately drop. I am about to help her when she instantly lifts her head up and give me the ' OKAY ' signal, so I stops my way in relief.

" Are you alright?" I asks her as she bent down, hands on knees, while she is trying to catch breath. She lifted up her head and smile. " Don't worry, it's just a small cut. I'll put some bandages later and I just gonna be alright." She answers and I nods.

We walk together while talking about random things all the way to school. She is funny and I can't stop laughing at her silly jokes.

As we about to entered the main gate of the  school, she turns to the another side of the road, which I know is a children's playground. I reflexively turns too. It's not hard to tell she is watching a man. It is him. Han Jisung, my classmate yet my enemy. I hate him for a reason. That is Yeji adores him and not me. I likes my own cousin and no one gonna stop me from liking her. She was beautiful and smart girl. There is no way people will not intrigue by her beauty.

I say no one but this one man which is Yeji was watching by now. I don't know what is his problem but he rejects her all the times she  confessed . He breaks her heart and seeing her crying make me throws hatred towards him. I hate him to the moon and back.

I watch her reaction. She is grinning to ear. I love that smile. That smile she'll never carve on someone else, not even me but him. She is strong for fighting her unrequited love for years and so do I. We must be crazy in love.

" Yeji," I call out her name and she turns with that smile still on her face.  How I wish the smile is for me.

" We going to be late." I pretend to watch my watch. Frankly speaking, it is still early but I do not want to suffer more. I lied.

" Let's go," I continues as she take a peek to him again. She continue staring him until he seizes his bag against the tree and runs getting inside the school. As he across the road and is getting closer to us, he walks backward slowly to wave the kids goodbyes that he almost bump over Yeji but I instantly push him away but he didn't even seem to care. He is too happy to notice it was me that push him hard.

He turns to us but did not raises his head up and apologize. Soon, he get in quickly and Yeji starts to cover her face shyly.

" Did you see that? She almost bump over me. If only you didn't push him away ." She starts imagining a thing and I just smile the pain away. I wants to tease her like a friend will do but I couldn't find the word because I like her. I have a feeling for her and I hates supporting her with someone else.

After Yeji get in her class, I walks to mine. We're separate. I don't know to call it as a good or bad thing. Of course It is fun to have her as my classmate but at the same time I hates it if she only talks and stares at the brunette boy all the time.

I enters the class and as always I ignores all the girls. They are staring lovely at me but I'm sincerely apologize to admit that I'm not interested in them. My heart only belongs to one and only but she is the opposite. Pathetic, right?

I saw Jisung already on his seat, drawing something on the table as I walks past him to my seat which is just right behind him. I put my bag down and  move to talk a while with Felix, which is one of my squad. Other than us two, there are four more. Chan, Changbin and Minho are on the same class and are a year apart from us while Jeongin is in the same class as Yeji.

As we are having fun in talking, Mr Wang get in and tell us to sit on own chair while he writes today lesson on the whiteboard. I get back on my seat and fix my stare in front. All I can see is the brunette still drawing and that is getting on my nerves. Apparently, I have found something to mess up with him.

" Sir! " I raises my hand up and everyone turn around assuming that I'm interested in asking a question about today lesson.

" Han Jisung is smearing the table." I said out loud, enough for Jisung to flinch and immediately erases his drawing. He turn around and give me that deadly glare but I don't care. If stare could kill, I would say that his stare is not strong enough to make me rest in peace.

Mr Wang fix his glass and narrows his eyes to see clearly. " Mr Kim, is that true?"

Seungmin is shock by the sudden question. He is wondering why he have been chosen but as he turn to his side, he finally get it. It is because he is sit the closest to Jisung. Jisung turn to him, eyeeing him in hope. Seungmin ignore his stare and suddenly become guilty. He do saw him drawing but he do not want to lie although they are friends because he follows the principle of justice come first.

" Yes sir " He reply and that enough for Jisung to glued his own face on the table in dissapoint.

" Hm, I see  "

He fix his glass again and points his rattan straight to Jisung while shouting the word that all of  us expect him to say.

"DETENTION!"

As Mr Wang said it, I smile in satisfaction. Take that! I folds my hands on the back of my head,  wondering what will Mr Wang give him as detention. Clean the classroom? Nah, that's too easy. How about the hall? Oh, it's gonna be fun watching him struggle cleaning the big hall all by himself. I smiles brightly imagining his suffer and laughing like crazy in the middle of the class. It's gonna be a wonderful day.

An hour past and Mr Wang ends the class. He is about to walk out of the class but Jisung raises his hand up and call him out loud.

" Sir, you forgot about yesterday homework! "

I blinks. Did I make it? I instantly opens the pages of my notebook and turns pale as find it empty. I gulps. I don't do homeworks.

I watch Jisung twists his back and smirk sarcastically. " Revenge" I hears him whisper. Oh, his smirk! It make me want to punch him in the face so bad. I clench my fists and ready to throw hand but did not make it as Mr Wang appears at my table with his rattan is swaying up and down, waiting for me to hand mine. I awkwardly laugh.

Damn you, Jisung!