detention ㅡ ham wonjin | ✓

06. Headache

"Well, see?! That's what you get for not listening to me,"

Yubin started scolding, walking back and forth inside her room as if he was so deep in thoughts when he's literally just wearing one of his Pooh pajamas.

"What had gotten inside your head and you gave your umbrella to that guy?!" he said, sternly as his hand made gestures out of words.

"Yah," Y/n coldly called before glaring at him. "Seat down," she ordered. The younger only pouted his mouth before obeying.

"I'm just worried, okay?!" he started arguing once again. "And now look at you. You're sick as fuck!" he added.

"Did you just cursed?!"

"Here," Y/n look up only to see Minkyu, handing her a box of banana milk. Probably brought that after ranning in here from his class.

Knitting her brows, she took her sight upon the drink once again, confused.

"What's that for?" she asked, blank in thoughts as Minkyu pursed his lips before grabbing her hand and put the Milk inside her grip.

"You'll need it," he said before patting the younger's shoulder.

"I'm not going to a war," Y/n reasoned, shaking her head but took it anyways before grabbing her notes and went to exit the whole classroom, literally leaving Minkyu behind.

"Aish! Why is she so scary?!" he partly cursed to himself before shrugging and left the room aswell. Cause sincerely, he can feel those girl's stares.

Meanwhile, Y/n finally had made her way inside the Detention and expected, Wonjin was already there waiting for him.

"Does this guy daily routine includes Detention?" she mutturedly asked herself, scoffing before walking towards him who had his head laying down against the table's surface.

"What have you done this time?" she asked, brows furrowed as she waited for the latter to answer her question.

Luckily her fever gone off before morning so she was safe to enter school today.

Wonjin heared what she said as a shallow sigh left him before getting up and face the girl. His back leaning against the chair before looking up to meet those eyes.

"Nothing," he said, lowly before looking down on the table. "I sent myself here, I don't want to stay inside class, I'm not learning anyways" he shrugged before seating up straight.

Y/n scoffed before opening her notes for him. She was about to talk when Wonjin beat her to it.

"What about you?" he asked. Y/n immediately look up to face him. "Aren't you supposed to be sick right now?" he added.

"Don't worry, a little rain won't kill me" she said, throwing her look on the paper as Wonjin scoffed a smile.

"I'm not worried. That's exactly what I wish for," Wonjin said.

Y/n paused for a while before looking up to meet his gaze. Wonjin also stared back with a smirk curling from his lips as he waited for the girl's further words.

"Don't worry," she started talking. "You'll be the first one in line for the white rose if ever I die," she smirked back.

Wonjin again had enough as he slam his hands on the table, which unfortunately didn't triggered even one set of fear inside Y/n as she put one of her notes infront of him.

Wonjin sent her a look of 'what' raising his brows as Y/n lean her back against the chair, crossing her arms before talking.

"Finish that or else you'll be stuck her with me for the rest of the day," she told him. "You wouldn't want that, would you?" she asked, sarcastically raising a brow.

"Fine," Wonjin said as he was left no choice. He rolled his eyes, frustratingly before grabbing the notes even closer.

"So, how's Wonjin?" Minkyu asked. Two of them, together with Yubin were now eating with each others company inside the cafeteria.

"He's fine," she shrugged before putting foods inside her mouth. "He's actually not that stupid, he's actually smart." she stopped for a while before pausing herself upon eating.

"Now I don't know why Mr. Ham needs me to tutor him when he literally don't need it at all," she added.

Minkyu immediately went confused on what she just said.

"What did he told you anyway?" He asked.

"Mhm. Change Wonjin?" she shrugged.

"Huh?" Minkyu unbelievably asked, fluttering his eyes in confusion as Y/n slapped her face in frustration.

"Never mind, let's just not talk about that. I'm done opening up things about, stop asking." Y/n said out of frustration as Minkyu sigh before nodding his head.

After class, Wonjin had finally head out of the school. He was actually about to get home when he was cornered by someㅡ or should we say, people he knows.

He usually exited the school's area by taking the gate behind the school, and now that he did, this group of people showed up out of nowhere.

They were a group of students, the same age as him. But let's just say, their looks and styles were too opposite from what he was.

As a School's Director son, he was bound to be witty and tidy at the same time.

Yet this people had piercings here and there, and tattoos that were supposed to be prohibited in any part of the education system.

"What do you want?" shrugging out in trance, Wonjin started to ask with a not-so careful voice.

And of course he was also drown in frustration today and he doesn't want to add this pieces of shits inside his problem.

"The game isn't finish yet," one of them, particularly the leader of the group said.

Wonjin scoffed, clicking his tounge before darting his eyes to meet the person once again.

"That was your game, finish it yourself" he said and was about to walk off when he was stopped, being grabbed on his necktie.

Upon the unfamiliar feeling, Wonjin found himself glaring upon the guy.

"I only let one person grab my necktie. Now, let go." he sternly spoke.

The guy seemed not to listen as he chuckled out, the others did the same aswell. Speaking of minions, I see.

"Then who's that special person? Mhm?" the guy, asked while gritting his teeth.

"Me,"