𝐔𝐍𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘

1. OBSESSION AT FIRST SIGHT

Y/N'S POV:

"Dude, fuck off!" I yelled at him as he kept laughing.

"Oh come on. You gotta can't continue on being a virgin if you wanna be a big girl, you know?" He scratched his chin and grinned.

"In what world?" I smacked the back of his head.

"You can get that D from someone close enough and nobody would know." He wiggled his brows. I scoffed when I caught onto what he's implying.

"Yeah? I bet that someone would be like, 10 inches taller than you." I hissed, patting his shoulder harshly.

"Oh look who's talking. And I definetely wasn't talking about me so, we cool right?" He pouted and slung his arm around my shoulders.

This stupid-

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and tried to suppress my smile when he did a wiggle of some sort.

I'm Lee Y/n. 18 years old, studying in Scarlet Royal High. I live in an apartment with my mom in Busan. My father died when I was three. Mom told me he died of liver cancer and to be honest, I don't even know if that's the truth or a lie she made up. Her and I aren't on good terms actually. She always yells and beats me up whenever things get messed up in her office. I don't exactly hate her. I just... It's hard if she keeps neglecting my love for her as a daughter, I envy those kids at school, the ones close with their moms. I mean, she doesn't even care if anything happens to me and there's this time when I was seventeen, I got hit by a car and all she did was shout her lungs out at me over the phone. The hospital bills were pretty colourful and she didn't even ask if I was okay, not once. But, it's not like I need her in my life anyway. If she doesn't want to do anything with me, then I won't force her as well.

I sighed as I made my way to my next class with my... how do I even say it? Park Jimin is like a frenemy to me. He's been trying to get close ever since I started studying here, even though I blatantly keep pushing him away. I hated his guts and I always lashed out at him at first but gradually things got better between us and our relationship has slightly improved.

He isn't that bad and I like being around him. I don't show it but I'm quite sure he knows it too. He is always tryna cheer me up and it succeeds everytime. His company makes me feel better, even if he keeps cracking up unfunny jokes here and there, which never ceases to make me cringe.

The truth is, I really feel lonely in this hell of a school. No friends. But bullies? Heck yeah.

There are these rich brats tryna provoke me just because I'm a bit low in the financial ranking. Yes, my mother and I are financially unstable. With her salary, we barely manage to make ends meet.

"Hey, did you know? Mrs. Smith resigned." Jimin pinched my stomach, making me hiss.

Ms. Smith resigned?

"You mean, our gym class teacher?" I asked him to make sure.

"Yeah, who else? I heard she left for the States. Her husband's really ill lately, maybe that's why?" He shrugged.

"Yeah, maybe."

"Did you bring your gym uniform?"

Ah, shit

He looked at me suspiciously and I gave him a sheepish smile. I always forget to bring my gym uniform and he's always there to save the day. He has an extra uniform and he lets me borrow it everytime. I definitely don't like his uniform. It's really loose and baggy but who cares? He's so generous.

"I had a feeling that you wouldn't bring it, again." He taunted only to earn a slap on his shoulder.

"Oh shut up!"