"I...We're friends, right...But...can you...Could you help me?" Taehyung frowns.
"Help you how?" He whispers and Yeona doesn't look at him.
"Move on." Taehyung frowns. He hates the idea of being a person she uses to move on. But at that very moment...
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"You'll be my Beatrice?" He smiles and I throw him a disgusted look.
"Wait, you guys know each other?" Da-Eun frowns at our interactions, catching on to the heavy, mutual dislike.
"Oh don't get me started. I was in high school with Kim Taehyung." I mutter, turning my back to the jerk. "At least they got your name right, Bene-dick." Taehyung purses his lips, holding back a laugh.
I have to admit it's funny.
I bite the inside of my cheek to prevent myself from laughing and raise an eyebrow instead.
"You're not even in this university." I point out, demonstrating even more that I don't want him here and he nods nonchalantly.
"I know. I'm that good."
Enough of this, already... That's one of the reasons I hate that guy. He's hot as fuck, he can be super cute. But he was my nemesis back in high school. We hated each other. He's arrogant; a terribly good actor, and that's why we fought during our three last years for the first place. He's also a jerk. So all that hotness and cuteness flies away with those annoying traits and facts.
"You're not that good. You just couldn't get a part in your lame college, so you came to this very well known college to get a decent part." He steps closer, towering me and looks me in the eye.
It's intimidating. He's the only guy I know that's that handsome. Well, Jimin is very handsome but he doesn't count, he's my best friend.
I'm not backing down. I look straight into his eyes, an eyebrow raised. He's handsome, but too much of a jerk to get to me.
"You and I are going to have to get along if we're to play lovers." He whispers in my ear.
I scoff and laugh, pushing him away from me, partly in disbelief and fluster.
"Yeah, you know, the point of acting is diving in another universe. I'll get along with Benedick. Not Kim Taehyung." I defend, maybe a little too wholeheartedly.
"Oh well." He shrugs, his smirk showing he hasn't lost. "I can't wait to meet Beatrice." He smirks, sitting on a side table, reading the script. I have nothing to answer and keep silent, studying his features. I haven't seen him in a year.
