He Started It by Hitting on Me

Bad Day

I. Hate. Jonghyun.
I hate him. He hates me too.
...
Yeah, he hates me.
That plan was so genius that's why I hate him.
He's supposed to be stupid, not smart- that's supposed to be me.
I don't give a if I'm boasting about myself- I mean it.
, I have to get him back. But what? What should I do to get him back? It has to better than his and my fake kiss. But what?
Er, I'll think about it later- right now, the test results came in and I hope to be first again. The board where the results are at.
It shows who are first, down to the last.
I sigh as the people push their way through to the front, while I waited until it was empty.
That way, I could see with no one pushing me and me punching them in the face.
After everyone left, I went to the board.
I checked for my name. Hm, should be there. Oh!
I see it.
It's there in the beginning.
But it's not 1st.
It's 2nd.
WHAT?!?!?!
How can this be??
I studied so hard and I was so freaking tired from it.
I tried my best and I even studied at lunch some of the time.
This can't happen.
My mom will want to know what I got and then I'd have to tell her and when she finds out, she'll make me work twice as hard, as if that's even possible and lecture me on every little thing.
Even if I lie, she'll find out some way and I'll get in trouble.
Either way, I'm going to have some bad luck.
Before all this gets to me, I look at who ing beat me to first.
The name was so familiar- Kim Jonghyun.
Ahem, now if you'll excuse me I will go on a mental rampage now:
AHHHHH!!!!! WHY???!!? WHY?????!!!!! WHY ING HIM??!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Ahem, I'm done.
But still, how come he beat me?
I thought he was stupid. Maybe he cheated. Yeah, that's it- he cheated. Or maybe he really is smart...
ARGH, NO OF COURSE NOT- STOP THINKING SUCH CRAP MI YOUNG!
I look at the board again, my shoulders slumped and I sighed.
I'm gonna get it today.
I go back to class, ignoring everyone and everything and just waited for hell when I went home.
I'm walking back home and before I turn the doorknob, I sigh deeply and go in.
Already, I see my mother standing before me.
She had her hands on her hips.
"How was the exam today?" she asked.
I sighed. "Good."
She raised an eyebrow. "What rank...?"
I look down at the floor.
"2nd..."
And a slap goes through my face.
It's ok- I knew it was going to happen. So I just lowered my head after the powerful slap.
She exhaled sharply. "I'm disappointed in you," she said.
She turned away and started to go.
"Dad is better than you," I said quietly. "He's way better than you."
I know she heard.
I dropped my backpack and went out the door.
I'm heading for the park.
I make my way into the park and sit on a random bench, far away from home and people.
I fold my arms and furrow my eyes.
Stupid mom. Stupid grades. Stupid everything. I hate everything.
everything too.
I hate how life is.
I hate it.
I felt something wet and small fall on my arms.
I look down at it. It was water.
What?
It's not raining. It's just cold.
But I feel water on my face...
I touch my face. There's water there.
Water.
Tears.
I'm crying.
That has never happened.
I'm crying.
Whatever- might as well do it now than never.
I'm crying but I don't make noise. The tears just come.
everything and everyone. it...
Suddenly, a tissue appears in front of me.
I look at it and then I look up.
A guy was holding it.
He was looking at me,
"Need a tissue, ?" he asked softly.
It was Jonghyun.