til the end

2.

y/n y/l/n

"Oh my god, could you go any slower?" Cheong-san and On-jo were waiting for me in my apartment.

I took my tie and wrapped it around my neck. "Be fucking patient!" I yell back.

I grabbed my bag and head out my room seeing On-jo sitting on the couch while Cheong-san was leaning on the door frame with his phone in his hand.

"About time, god." The boy mumbled when he saw me.

I flipped him off before ushering them out the door so I can lock it and linked my arm around On-jo's before we head to school.

"Y/nnn," Cheong-san whined. "Carry my bag." He hit his bag against my arm.

The deal we made yesterday came in my mind and let out a huff before taking his bag and carrying it.

I squint my eyes behind Cheong-san. "Hey...w-what's that?"

He scrunched his face and looked behind. I took this as a chance to drop his bag and broke in a run, dragging On-jo.

When he turned back, he saw us running with his bag on the floor. "You guys fucking suck!"

I laughed and turned to face him. His figure was smaller, now that we were farther away. "Love you too!"

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"Hey, where's Cheong-san?" Gyeong-su questioned as he saw us arrive without our Thing 3.

"Oh, you know just a little late." I smirked.

The boy shook his head in disappointment for his friend, as we waited for Cheong-su to arrive.

It didn't take too long though, he arrived a few minutes later with his bag in his hand and a glare for me.

He's so nice.

—note the sarcasm.

"On-jo! Y/n!" A familiar voice called. On-jo and I turned to find I-sak.

"Is!" On-jo hugged the black-haired girl and I wave her hi. I let On-jo and I-sak talk while I found Nam-ra with her earphones in, reading a book.

Nam-ra was class president. She's really quiet and barely speaks unless she's answering a question. She's helped me a few times with math so I consider her as someone. A friend.

"Hey, Nam-ra!" I tapped her shoulder twice before she turned to me and took her earplug out.

"Y/n," she nodded, "do you need more help with maths?"

I chuckled and shook my head. "No, thank you. And you need to remember that I don't always come to you for help and answers. You're my friend. And I hope I'm yours too."

I watched the girl in front of me freeze. It seemed like I shocked her by saying 'friend'. "Uh...Nam-ra?"

"Oh—s-sorry. Uh, yes. You are..my friend." She smiled widely. I had not the slightest idea what had happened but I smile back, nevertheless, and gave her a hug.

Suddenly, the school bell rang and we were called to go to our first class.

Urgh, great. School's starting. I wish classes weren't so boring.

I walked in the hallways with On-jo on one side, and I-sak on my other, making me in the middle.

Our next class was with Ms. Park.

I love her so much. Yes, she's strict, but compared to all the other teachers? She's one of the best.

I'm entirely convinced that she's everyone's favourite teacher.