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{rude}

jikyung had her arms placed on her chin, her head placed at her desk.

jungwon, who was beside her and was just staring at her the whole time.

"you're weird, it's scaring me." the boy says.

jikyung chuckles.

"i'm hungry." she mumbles but still making the boy hear.

"did you skip breakfast?"

"yes."

jungwon's smile turned into a frown.

smack!

"ow!" the girl whines in pain, rubbing the back of her head.

"are you stupid?"

"why?"

jungwon stood quiet, taking out his bag and placing a strawberry milk in the girl's desk.

"don't do that again."

"the what?" she asks.

"don't starve yourself." he answered.

jikyung smiles, taking a sip of the strawberry milk.

jungwon stood up, making the girl notice.

"where are you going?"

"buy bread for you."

"school's starting in 15 minutes." she says.

"it'll be quick."

he said, walking out of the class.

jikyung sighs.

"i hate her!what was that kiss for?this is so frustrating." she whines, kicking the table as it pushes forward.

the student infront of her got her back hit by the desk, turning around.

jikyung's eyes widened.

"oh, i'm sor-" she stopped talking when she saw wonyoung.

the girl ignored jikyung, turning back around.

"jeez, i don't get you at all." the girl mumbled to herself.

"i can hear you." wonyoung said.

"i'm not dumb."

"jikyung, i'm back." jungwon says, placing the bread on her desk.

"thanks, jungwon."
>>
it was break time and class was done, jikyung walked out of the class.

not until someone intentionally bumped into her as she walked passed jikyung.

jikyung's eyes widened, checking who it was and it was wonyoung.

the girl scoffs, walking faster as she purposely bumped into wonyoung's shoulder.

wonyoung groans in pain, rubbing her shoulder.turning around to jikyung.

the girl rolls her eyes, leaving the hallways.

"that wench-" just as wonyoung was about to chase her, gyemi came.

"wonyoung!" the girl giggles, running towards wonyoung.

"oh, gyemi.."

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