love bath|seochangbin

-two-

"I'm telling you, ChangBin—you shouldn't mess with her. Just give her back her notebook." JiSung practically begs as he reaches out to try and take it from him.

"No. It's mine now." ChangBin quickly slams it shut and stuffs it in his backpack as I walk passed them toward the first empty lunch table I see.

I feel someone grab ahold of my shirt from behind and I know he's going to start another scene. What's his fascination with me? I didn't do anything to him—well nothing he didn't deserve. Someone clearly needed to put him into place earlier. He has no right to put his hands on another person.

"So—I hear you're really good at English. How'd that happen? Hm? I'm sure daddy couldn't afford to get you a tutor." ChangBin snickers as I spin on my heel to face him.

"If you must know, I studied abroad in middle school for two years. I was top of my class in America as well. I can show you pictures of my report cards if you want. I feel like you're someone who needs to see something to believe it because your daddy issues make it hard for you to trust people." I retort as I brush his hand off of me. He really has a thing for grabbing the back of my shirt. I swear to god if he rips my uniform he's not going to survive. My dad could barely afford this one—there's no way he could get me another.

"Damn—she's good." One of his friends chuckles as he gets to his feet. He makes his way toward me and holds his hand out for mine.

"Lee MinHo." He waits patiently for me to shake his hand, his other hand stuffed in his pants pocket casually.

"Jeon JiWoo." I mumble awkwardly as I shake his hand. I'm honestly not so sure what he's going for right now, but he's not being a total ass like ChangBin so I say it's a win.

"I like her." MinHo slips his hand from mine and pats ChangBin's shoulder.

"I feel like he's just intimidated. She's clearly superior to him." The youngest looking of the bunch speaks up. JiSung quickly places his hand offer his mouth as ChangBin turns to glare at him.

"I don't mind his little games, but I would really appreciate my notebook back. Some of us actually work hard in school and don't want their hard work to go to waste because some incompetent child has their notes." I attempt to get my notebook back, but I honestly know it isn't going to happen. He's not going to give it to me until he doesn't need to use it as leverage. The funny part is I honestly don't need it back.

I have two notebooks for my notes. The one I use during class and the one I rewrite them in. The one I use for class has sloppy handwriting. It's hard to make it neat and organized when teachers are moving through everything so quickly. I leave my rewritten notes at home so I don't lose them. I definitely won't be bringing them here though.

"Incompetent child?" ChangBin scoffs as he takes a step toward me. He stops no more than a few inches from me. His eyes meet mine with an unwavering gaze.

I roll my eyes and turn around to find somewhere to sit. He grabs ahold of my arm and tugs me back toward him. I trip over my shoelace and fall into him. He lands on the ground with me in his arms.

"Get—get off of me." ChangBin stumbles over his words as his arms fall away to free me.

I get back onto my feet without a word. I can feel my face heat up as his friends laugh hysterically. I shouldn't be embarrassed. It was his doing. If he wouldn't have pulled me back, I wouldn't have fell. He wouldn't be sitting on the ground right now either. Honestly, he's just lucky I didn't have any food in my hands. He'd be even more embarrassed than he is right now.

"I'm telling you—I really like that chick. She's giving him a run for his money. She's already literally knocked him on his ass and it's only his first day fucking with her. He's not going to break her." MinHo chuckles as his eyes never leave me. He watches me sit down a few tables away. I lower my head and try to blend into my surroundings as much as possible.