50 Things I Don't Know About "K"

Cold

I don't know how it came to this, but for some reason... Jimin and I sat next to each other. Everyone around us was staring, their gaze almost bloodthirsty. I could even hear them saying something similar to a curse.

I only sighed at this and wore a cap. Then, tucking my hands into my pockets, waiting for this activity to end. I just had to end up being her seatmate, thus getting to be her partner for the activity today.

Even I raised my hand and risked myself getting embarrassed just to ask the professor if I could do it solo as she'd always allow me to, but unfortunately... that wasn't allowed since a school inspector was observing our class.

Damn the circumstances.

The professor is currently mentioning our names and who we've partnered with. This is dangerous since people will know my name now, and all eyes will be on me too. How troublesome. 

There were even some men who looked bewitched, their eyes filled with hearts. Calling her a goddess would be an understatement— men are men, well, not all of them. Some are at least good.

"Hey, bud!"

Speak of the devil.

A tall guy suddenly hooked his arm around my shoulder, catching even more attention that I almost threw myself off the seat. His greeting was so loud that the professor scolded him. Since he apologized and was "good-looking," everyone laughed it off and continued listening to the professor.

I removed his hand from my shoulder, "Piss off."

I was annoyed by his presence since he's one of the popular people, and I hated that. We're not even friends... though, just like Ning. He considers me one, but hey, sorry, I don't.

If Jimin is a so-called "Goddess" here, this guy is a "Prince Charming." Ugh, what is this? A youth romance k-drama? If it is, then please get me out of here. I'd rather be the tree that stands and do nothing.

"Your good friend is here, and you treat him like this?"

He pouted at me cutely, which led me to display a disgusted look. On a side note, the girls nearby secretly taking pictures of him squealed— except for Jimin. She was writing something in her sketchbook while listening to the professor.

"We're not friends. We're acquaintances." I huffed, laying my back against the seat comfortably.

"Tch, okay." he sulked.

"Hooah... looks like you have some connections with the popular ones here." Jimin casually talked to me, "Surprising to see Lucas knows you." her voice was monotone.

Witnessing her casually talking to me was just ominous. Unable to comprehend what just happened, I didn't say anything back to her.

Lucas widened his eyes, "You know Minjeong?! She doesn't even exist in other people's eyes. Wow!" he exclaimed in a hushed tone.

I facepalmed. This guy... Did he just reveal my name to her? Ahhh, just as when I thought I got off the hook by her not hearing my name getting called earlier.

Glancing at Jimin, she was looking at me with an expressionless look. The gaze lasted for only a millisecond which I was very glad of. I hated every bit of eyes on me. The reason for that?

It's fucked up. I'm keeping that behind these doors of mine. Maybe, at another time.

"Minjeong, huh?"

Jimin only mumbled and never bothered talking to me the whole discussion. As soon as we were done with that, everyone immediately walked away from the current area to do the activity, leaving Jimin and me alone.