my sister's bully// woosan ff

3.

3rd person pov

"Sorry Yun, I just got caught up" San reasones walking to his friend who already sat in the class. "It's fine San." Yunho gave him a small smile. Before coming to the class San had checked on his sister once again and so he was relieved.

The teacher entered and the class started. Like always when the half class was done, Wooyoung walked in with a smug look and sat at his usual table.

San remembered the latter getting ready, so why is he this late? He shook his, he don't need to even think about someone like Wooyoung.

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It was lunch break and San and Yunho sat the cafeteria, with Haneul.

"Oppa, jiwoo was asking for your number but I didn't give her" Haneul spoke and chuckled a little. "Why would she ask my number?" San questioned confused as he took a sip of his flavored milk.

Yunho looked at him and rolled his eyes, "do you really not know?" He questioned and the latter shook his head. "Yes Yunho oppa, he's like that. He won't understand anything about love" Haneul spoke and at the mention of the word love San choked on his milk.

"What's that got to do with love?"

"Not love but she probably has a crush on you and wants to get to know you" Haneul shrugged. "Do you want me to give her your number?" She added.

San just quickly shook his head, "please don't do that" he pleaded and both laughed at him.

Once the lunch was done, San and Yunho dropped Haneul to her class before walking to their own. They had P.E.

Who keeps physical ed. after lunch break?

Both the friends walked towards their locker to get their P.E clothes and went to the changing room. They quickly changed but walked in a slow pace. San hated P.E. because he was not so good in the physical excercises.

"Yun, I want to skip" San groaned. "C'mon man, it's only for like 40 minutes. We can bare it" Yunho cheered him up and pulled him towards the ground.

"Today, because your P.E teacher is busy. I'll be the one taking your class, now 10 laps. C'mon get going!" The substitute teacher called out and everyone groaned but still started with their runs.

The teacher sat at a corner absent minded and scrolled through his phone, not even looking at the students. Many simply started talking at a corner or taking rest.

San, who was still running, watched Wooyoung as he entered the school building, leaving the ground. His blood boiled, he was thinking too much. He already believed that he was on his way to trouble Haneul and so he ran behind the younger.

Yunho called out for him but he didn't wait to explain.

He ran behind Wooyoung, catching up with him in the changing room as he pushed him to the lockers. Wooyoung groaned as his sides came in hard contact with metal door.

"What the fuck?" He cursed whincing and looking at San in disbelief. "Are you gone nuts? What is this for??" He yelled and walked to San to punch him, but the latter pushed him back once again.

"Don't you think I didn't know where you were going" San yelled back, anger in his voice as he pinned the boy to the locker.  Wooyoung blinked twice, scoffing.

"Where do you think I was going? Oh to your little sister?" Wooyoung smirked letting out the last word. San's grip on his shoulder got tight. "Well i didn't plan to go to her but your reaction right now is so amusing I might consider thinking again"

Wooyoung acted as if he was thinking. San grit his teeth and growled. "Shut your shitty mouth." He glared at the boy who was pinned to the locker.

Wooyoung smirked at the reaction, he loved stirring San and when the latter reacted this much, he wanted to tease more. He wanted to test the latter's limit. And see the anger take total control of him as he does something stupid out of it.

Maybe beat him to pulp? But Wooyoung would still enjoy that, it's been so long he had a fight with someone of his strength. And it would be so much fun to do it with San.

"What should I do with her today though? Pick on her? Call her names? Sha-" even before he could complete his sentence, San's hand grabbed his chin forcefully.

"One more word, I swear, one more word and you're gone" San growled deep. His body pushing more on the younger, as their bottoms now collided.

Wooyoung blinked twice, realising how wonderful it felt. But at this point he was a little scared to what San might do if he keeps testing him. Nevertheless he wanted to see what he can do.

"It's not she doesn't enjoy it" he smirked.

And at this point San has had enough of the brat, he just wanted to do something to vent his anger, killing Wooyoung was the only thing he wants to do now.

San pinned Wooyoung's hands above his head and glared at him looking how he visibly gulped before smashing his lips onto the latter's. Wooyoung yelped, trying to set his hands free but San had a firm grip.

He kissed the latter too rough for his liking, now pinning his hands with only one hand and other held Wooyoung's cheeks tight as he still kissed him, pouring all the anger out in the rough and dry kiss.

Through squirming, Wooyoung was able to get out of San's grip as he pushed him back and wiped his lips. Trying to catch his breath he glared at San. They both stared each other while still trying to catch their breath.

"I fucking hate you Choi" Wooyoung spat and San just took a step forward once again. The latter stood on grounds and showed off that he wasn't intimated.

"Mutual feels" San muttered and pulled him back to the ground. As soon as they entered, they were met with the substitute teacher.

"Choi San and Jung Wooyoung, 10 laps. Now" the teacher roared and Wooyoung groaned pulling himself away with a scowl.

The class was already over and the rest of the students went in as Yunho nodded towards San and left.

San started running just like Wooyoung who glared at him. "It's all because of you, asshole!" He cursed and San scoffed. "If you didn't leave, it wouldn't have been like this." San stated back and ran ahead. He was still better than Wooyoung in running.

Once they were done, they walked to the changing room and as they both changed, Wooyoung got an idea to tease the latter.

"So like what you tasted?" He quirked an eyebrow, standing in front of San's locked as his arms were folded over his chest and a suggestive smile on his face.

"Yeah , no one likes the taste of cement" the latter blurted shutting his locker and ready to leave the changing room before Wooyoung held his arm.

"The fuck bastard" he cursed pinning San to fhe locker just the way he was pinned by the same person here right here.

"Don't try to be funny Wooyoung. Or its you who want to taste more" San had a smirk on his lips as he slightly tilted his head. Wooyoung blinked looking at him and then quickly glancing at the latters lips. "In your dreams bitch."

He moved back and San forwarded. He pushed Wooyoung back before walking out.

"I hate you" he muttered before kicking one of the lockers, making it bent as he himself left the room with a foul mood.

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HEYY!! HOW ARE YOU ALL??

ITS BEEN 4DAYS ? I DIDN'T UPDATE? I WAS JUST TOO CAUGHT UP WITH STUDIES THO.

Anyways here's a hot chapter for you all.

Make sure to stay healthy and happy and safe❤️

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(28/11/21)