❝ 𝐈'𝐌 𝐒𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅. ❞
𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀 ) in which there's a new transfer student in sunghoon's class who manages to catch the eyes and hearts of everyone around him, but sunghoon can't help but hate him.
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chapter twenty-six
warning: this chapter contains mentions and descriptions of alcohol, people under the influence, slight violence and panic attacks. if you feel that any of these things will make you uncomfortable please don't continue on!! (also get ready cuz this chapter is a long ass ride)
A FEW DRINKS LATER, SUNGHOON FOUND HIMSELF PUSHED UP AGAINST A WALL, RUNNING HIS HAND THROUGH ANOTHER PERSON'S LONG AND LUSH HAIR. He felt his lips against another pair of lips, smiling into the kiss as he felt the person's hands roam along his torso. His head was filled with cotton, and not anything in the world could break his peace, not even the booming pop music, which seemed somewhat quieter to him. He was a little confused at the situation before him, but he wasn't complaining.
Sunghoon swore to himself he would only have one shot; promised and crossed his heart he would only have a tiny shot. However, promises were meant to be broken, as he found himself downing shot, after shot of sweet, warm liquid down his throat.
The past few hours have been a complete blur for Sunghoon; he wasn't sure on what he's done or who he's spoken to, not that it mattered to him anyway. He enjoyed his time and this sense of carelessness in him; he felt free.
And now he was up against a wall, unaware of who he was smashing his face against. She breathed in her scent; it was fresh and smelt like freshly bloomed flowers in spring.
"Wow, Sunghoon, I had no idea you were such a great kisser," the girl murmured into his ear, Sunghoon feeling a wave of confidence wash over him.
Sunghoon glanced down at her, smirking as he scanned her features. The girl had a slim face with lips that had a natural cherry colour. She had delicate long eyelashes that seemed to brush up against her cheekbones whenever she blinked.
She had the smile of an angel and a heart seemingly made of gold.
And that was the moment, Sunghoon felt his heart drop.
Sunghoon stared down in horror at the girl in his arms; the whole world seemed to move in slow motion as he pushed her away from him. His face turned pale, and he felt his breath get caught in his throat, the effects of the alcohol slowly wearing off as reality kicked in.
Hana?
Oh my gosh—he just made out with Hana.
A sense of dread kicked into his system as he scrambled away, ignoring her anguished protests for him to come back. He let out deep, heavy breaths as he tried to come to the realisation of what he's done.
After all these years—after four fucking years, he finally made out with her. His past self would be jumping for joy right now, cheering for him as he threw popcorn at the screen, watching with joy as if his life was being played out on a movie screen right in front of him.
