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he's ethereal and definitely the most beautiful male you've ever laid your eyes on. snapping back to reality when your teacher calls your name. you tear your gaze off the beautiful male and turn to your hideous looking teacher.

"what" you reply, voice laced with boredom.

"what?! you rude rascal! get back to your seat!" mr lee screamed. his voice so high-pitched, it hurts your head.

rolling your eyes, you made your way to the back of the class. struggling as your classmates bags were all over the floor, you accidentally kicked the 'popular' girl's bag.

"look at her acting all cool with her new tattoo" she whispered to her friends while they giggled at you. turning towards her, you remarked.

"jealousy looks ugly on you girls, not like you aren't ugly enough." you say while winking. hearing them scoff, you continue walking to the back of the class, to your seat.

the only reason why your school hasn't suspended you; you have perfect grades. an average of 99 for all your exams, on good days you could even score full marks. although your conduct grade wasn't good, you're doing splendid in school. every year you would surely recieve the scholorship award. you love seeing your principal's face twist in displeasure when handing over the certificate and cheque.

finally sitting down at your seat, you felt someone staring at you. finding the culprit, that's when you locked eyes with him, the superduper handsome guy, joshua. mouthing the words 'what are you staring at', you rolled your eyes and look away.

"joshua, go find a seat i will begin class shortly." mr lee instructed. he then scan the classroom to find a seat that could accommodate him.

"hey joshuaaaaa, why dont you seat beside me?" the annoying girl from just now, flirted while twirling her hair inbetween her fingers. the fuck? you rolled your eyes and gagged. feeling bored already, you took out your phone to play your favourite game, call of duty. moments after, you felt someone standing infront of you.

"is this seat taken?" joshua asked, pointing to the seat beside you. caught off gaurd, you didn't expect him to interact or have anything to do you after being rude.

"err yes." you replied, eyes still on your game.

"by?" he asked. right at that moment, your phone flash red rays of light with the word 'defeat' displayed hugely on the screen.

"by me." you answered while throwing your bag onto that empty chair. clearly annoyed at him and the game.

"well its my seat now." joshua replied while placing your bag gently onto your table. he then took a seat beside you. giving him your judgy face, you rolled your eyes and continued playing your game, couldn't be bothered by the attractive male's choices.

the two-hour class went by with you playing call of duty and napping. your seat mate hasn't gotten a chance to start a conversation with you because you were either sleeping or playing your phone.

it was currently break time and your urge to smoke had been itching you ever since class started. so, you went to your go-to place, the abandoned building behind campus. rumour has it that a ghost haunted the place, hence the abandonment.

climbing over the fence, you enter the dark building. walking up the unstable stairs, heading towards the rooftop. you opened the rooftop door while fishing out your cigarette. to your dismay, you left your lighter at home. how could your day possibly get any worse? breathing in the fresh air, you enjoyed the scenary. looking around, you saw a male not far away. curious, you recognise him instanly by his outfit, it was joshua. suddenly having the urge to scare him, you inch closer towards him only to realise that he had a lighted joint in his hands.

"hmm, the pretty boy has a flaw huh?" you say. he jumped in surprise, clearly trying to hide his lighted cigarette.

"i-it isn't what it looks like!" joshua stuttered. obviously scared you would tattle on him. flashing him your most sincere smile, you waved him off.

"im joking, can i borrow your lighter?" you ask. seeing his tense shoulder relax, he place the burning joint inbetween his lips as he dug his pocket for the lighter.

placing the lighter infront of you, he waited for you to take it. instead, you place the cigarette inbetween your lips and move towards the lighter in his hands. lighting up the cigarette, his eyes stay glued on yours while yours stayed glued on his. Such a pretty boy. the paper burned and the smell of your weed invaded both your nostrils.

"thanks, yours smells good by the way" you say, pointing to the blunt in his fingers while inhaling your cigarette. he pointed the joint your way, offering you. shrugging, why not? taking it from his hands, you offered yours as you tried his. the taste sent tingling sparks to your brain, it tasted expensive, sweet even. it's definitely something you couldn't afford to have everyday.

"why did you transfer here?" you ask, trying to initiate a conversation.

"i really hated my old school, everyone there was up my ass." he reply. scoffing at his answer, you took a glance at him. it's strangely arousing how the smoke comes out of his perfectly heart-shaped mouth. damn he's sexy as fuck.

"i just realised i haven't introduced myself. i'm Joshua Hong." he say while extending his hands to shake yours.

"seriously? out of all time, you decide now is the perfect time for introductions?" you ask while lifting one eyebrows. he chuckled.

"i'm Y/N." you reply anyway while shaking his hands.

"beautiful name for a beautiful woman." he mutter under his breath, not expecting you to hear him.

"thanks, i know i'm beautiful." you say while flipping your hair behind your shoulders. he blushed, not knowing what to say. it's as if both of you were friends for years. both of you showed no signs of discomfort, it might be from the cannabis both of you were inhaling but either way, you felt comfortable and enjoyed every moment of it.

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HIII GUYSS!! I hope this chapter is better! If you have any recommendations, do let me know! <3 -d

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