Good Boy?

Ch2

"Taehyung? Aww that's a cute name!"

"Is that really important?! The teacher indirectly made me to take care of the new boy!", I exclaimed, annoyed.

"Why, what's so wrong in taking care of boys?", Hyejin asked, winking.

"I'm not like you, okay? I don't fall for these kind of boys, who are handsome, and act like bad guys... I love duality... One second, he's an innocent pie, other second, he's the bad guy...", I said.

"Wow... Duality... But there's no one in our class like that...", She said.

"I know. And the boy who's coming, surely is like the others, or will turn out like the others...", I said, closing my locker.

Our classes got over, and me and Hyejin were talking, as we walked back home.

"Don't worry, I hope that guy can find his way well... Then, you won't have to worry about him, and I'll manage...", She said.

"10 crushes, 6 dates, and 2 boyfriends is too less, right?", I asked, sarcastically.

"Dates and boyfriends? All of them are just my crushes, I can't choose... Now if the new guy beats them all, I'm gonna choose him!"

"Ew. I can't believe you're actually my sister...", I said.

"See there!! A doughnut shop!", She said, excitedly.

"Where?!", I exclaimed, looking around.

When my eyes moved back to her, she wasn't there anymore. She was running ahead of me.

I sighed.

Looks like I'm walking home alone. I'm not gonna run.

I walked home, slowly and tiredly. At the door, Hyejin was grinning like an idiot. I just pushed her aside, and went in.

I went to my bedroom, and tossed my bag to the bed, and washed myself and changed into proper clothes.

Just like that, another regular day of school went by, except the news of a 'New boy'.

That night, I couldn't help, but suddenly be curious of the new boy....

The teacher never tells people to treat new children better... She just tells us to welcome them well, and that's it. What's so special about this guy?

I slowly doze off.

A blurry image of a man appeared. His face wasn't clear, but I could hear his voice... I tried to get up, but I was tied to a chair. 

"Morning, babygirl...."

I got to know that I'm stuck in a dream, but I'm just not able to wake up!! 

"This is a dream right? I know it is.", I said.

"It isn't one, darling. See, these long ropes, wooden chair, you tied, all of this, is real...", He said, his voice sounding irritating but hot af.

"Do you think I'm stupid, its a dream!! It's a dream!! IT'S A DREAM!!!", I shouted, and got up.

I woke up, and was sitting, panting heavily. 

"What was that?!", I exclaimed. 

It was scaring me. I shouldn't be kidnapped. My father will be hurt. I should keep myself safe... 

I looked around, searching if there was someone in the room, to kidnap me. I got off my bed, and peeped through the window.

No one.

Thank god. It was a dream, after all!

I went to the bathroom, and washed my face. I looked at the mirror.