chapter eight

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i walked into my homeroom class and sat down in my seat. right after what happened between gwi-nam and i, i left and didn't see him for the rest of the weekend, which was a good thing. i actually decided that i would rather not ever see him ever again. i knew that wasn't possible though.

i scrolled through my phone as i usually did every morning when i felt my hair be tugged. "stop." i mumble as i continue on my phone. gwi-nam sits in his chair and scoots in closer to me. "you wanna know what i was thinking about?" he asks. "not really." i answer. he ignores me though, "now i know that you really are a whore." he says and i clench my jaw. i turn to him, "you know, you always call me that forgetting that you're a whore as well." i say. "at least i can admit that. you can't because you don't want to ruin your perfect angel image." gwi-nam says and i roll my eyes. "i'm not gonna admit to something that isn't true." i tell him and he scoffs. "whatever you wanna believe to make you feel better about yourself." gwi-nam says as i roll my eyes and look back at my phone.

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i was on my way to the cafeteria when i felt myself be pulled into the storage closet. i was slammed against the door, cornered by gwi-nam. "this isn't gonna become a regular thing." i say. "sure it isn't." he says before connecting his lips with mine. i can't help but kiss him back. i don't like him but he was hot and a good kisser. we kiss for a while when he pulls away. he then looks at my neck. "you covered the hickeys." he says. "obviously i did." i answer. i'm not gonna walk around with hickeys visible on my neck. "then i'll just have to make more." he says before kissing my neck.

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i walked out of the storage room first, we had spent a majority of our lunch period in there but honestly i didn't mind. i headed into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. the hickeys were really dark and noticeable, even more than last time. i didn't have any makeup with me so i just had to deal with it. i tried to pull my shirt up so it would be hidden but it was all over my neck and their was nothing i could do about that. i go into one of the stalls and take out my pack of cigarettes.

i smoked for the rest of the period as i listened to music when the bell rang once again. i walked into my homeroom class and was met with stares. there was no hickeys on me this morning, well, there was, they were just hidden. i sat down in my seat, deciding to ignore the looks, and scrolled on my phone again. when gwi-nam walked into the room with his friends he smirked at me before just walking past me.

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