Racing To You [Liu Yuxin x Reader]

SC 1. What's Ours

Y/N's POV

I am late for classes. Again. Damn it. The explanation for this is quite simple. I slept late, I woke up late and now, I'm rushing to go to class. Honestly, I was just thinking of skipping classes, which only made me even more later for school.

The festival has already wrapped up last week. Ending with a great success. I hope that they build an elevator with all the funds collected. Because for Pete's sake, we need that more than a voice activated room.

I finally stopped running for my life once I was just about in front of the building. Of course, no one's around anymore. I'm already about ten minutes late for my next class. I let out a sigh and was just about to start off, running again when I saw Mister Shang walking down the hall.

"Ah, shit." I cursed as I quickly ducked behind one of the plant pots to avoid being caught.

I don't dare to know what he'll give me as a punishment if he finds me late. I still remember how he made us clean the whole multipurpose gym just because we were arguing. I heard he makes late students go straight to detention and makes them write a whole essay explaining why they're late.

I quietly peeked at him to see him still walking slowly and checking every room in the hall. I bit my lips. Can't he go faster? At this rate, I'm going to miss half of the class. I shuffled a little and almost cursed all of the above as I ended up knocking a can over. How in the hell did that even get here?

"Who's there? Show yourself now, kid." Mister Shang ordered and I hid myself more into the plant pot as his footstep grew nearer.

"Oh god, please just let me be lucky this one time." I mumbled and pursed my lips in dread.

As if the heavens heard it, I heard another sound similar to something banging against a door. With that, Mister Shang's steps stopped before it slowly faded and moved away. I let out a relieved breath.

I slowly peeked again and now, he had his back turned to me as he walked towards a practice room. I slowly stood up and tiptoed towards the stairs which is still a couple of meters away. All I need is for him to turn his head away from my direction so I can dash.

"What in heaven's sake is going on here?!" Mister Shang thundered.

I jolted and turned to him, doe eyed. But he wasn't even looking my way. He's looking inside the room. I curiously tried to look and my wide eyes widened even more when I saw Yu Yan and Daimeng inside. I slapped a hand to my mouth, utterly shocked. What could they be doing there instead of being in class? Especially Yu Yan?

But seeing their messed-up hair and flustered expression, I don't think there's a need for any explanations or questions. Oh my god. I think I'm going to faint. It feels surreal. Yu Yan, who's mad serious about studying, is now late for class because of a make out session.

"Care to explain what you two were doing?" Mister Shang asked firmly.

"M-mister Shang! E-erm, good morning!" Daimeng answered as she tried to fix her hair and wiped her lips.
"We... we were just talking about a p-project, Mister Shang. Yes, that." Yu Yan spoke and gulped. It's definitely a new sight.

"Miss Yu, talking doesn't involve direct contact of mouths. And inside of a practice room in class hours? I expected better from a top student like you." Mister Shang scolded.

"This school, Southshire High, has a strict 'no PDA' rule! Your studies should be your number one priority. No kissing in the grounds. Now-"

I grimaced as Mister Shang continued to scold and lecture the two of them. Sigh, if only he knows how many students make out in the bathroom and smoke at the back of the school, I think he won't take it so well. Who am I kidding? I know he won't.