-chapter 2.

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i found myself at another bar a week later. i was already tipsy when doyoung arrived, he didn't look too happy with me.

"y/n, what the hell are you doing here? you are supposed to be at school!" he whisper-yelled to not gain any attention. i giggled. "you are too cute," i replied. he huffed.

gripping my wrist he dragged me out of the bar. "why are you doing this?" i asked him. he stopped, looking at me in disbelief. "y/n, you are 19 fucking years old and all what your doing is spendig your time in bars and clubs getting wasted and laid when you should be in school, like a normal high school student!" he yelled.

"that's the thing, doyoung," i pulled my arm back, doyoung loosing his grip on my wrist. "i don't want to be normal!" i yelled back.

doyoung then remembered that we were in public so he walked off, me following after him.

the drive home was silent, too silent.

"well, what ya wating for? yell at me, lecture me," i broke the silence. doyoung stayed silent and continued driving. i sighed.

"i didn't become your friend to yell at you, nor lecture you. i became your friend because i found you interesting. you weren't like the usual boys, but, it seems like you might just be."

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