Lim (Y/N) only wants three things in her life - befriend a cat, become a fashion designer, and to get noticed by her long time crush - Lee Minho. One day, she finally decided to go and tell her crush that about the long-kept feelings. Unfortunately...
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Chapter 2 Embarrassment
The next morning.
I gulped when the teacher glared at me. I kept my head down to not see the scary face she makes when she's mad. I glanced towards my side and saw Minho standing too, with an expressionless look on his face.
"I was not expecting this, Ms. Lim. I thought you were a perfect good student who doesn't go to clubs every afternoon." The teacher spat. She held a long thin stick on her hand and I'm scared that she'll just hit me with it at the time I least expect her to.
"And you, Mr. Lee. It's the third time this week. Are you that barbaric that you knocked out three male students at the club? The other school are currently reaching out to us about the matter." The teacher hissed, angrily.
"This is very disappointing!" She added.
"Uhm, Miss.." I called the teacher who glanced at me with a glare. I flinched staring at her scary face. "I-It was all my fault."
"It is both your fault!" She yelled and the stick landed on the desk. "I'm surprised your two other friends were not with you, Ms. Lim. I thought that the three of you are inseparable."
I didn't answer. The news that reached her was just me and Minho involving in a fight at a club. Fawn and Meiya were never mentioned and I think that's alright because I don't want them to feel burden because of me.
"This kind of news already happened a lot of times. But since it's your first time getting involved in this, Ms. Lim, I'll not push a severe punishment for the both of you. Mr. Lee, you should be thankful for Ms. Lim, if it wasn't for her involving in this problem, I would have made you do community service for two weeks!" The teacher yelled.
I gasped when I heard that. I glanced towards Minho but he just remained calm, his hands were on his pocket while looking at the teacher boringly.
"Detention for two hours." The teacher announced. "Now."
I never really believed that detention is a kind of punishment. It's just staying inside a room for an hour or two. But I started rethinking my beliefs when I felt extreme boredom inside this quiet empty classroom.
What makes it more quiet and awkward is Minho and I are not talking to each other. He's just three chairs away from me on my left side. He has his face buried on the both of his arms on the desk.
He's known for his quiet demeanor. He ignores and glares at almost everyone except for his own friends, of course. Because of his "mysterious" image, a rumor about him being an underground fighter is widely spread in the entire campus.
