the new girl (aouad/wu-jin x reader)

chapter 1

her pov
i'd never been in love. god, how i wanted to experience it; the feeling of love. although, if i had to choose - to love or to be loved - i would choose the second. i would choose to be loved. i want to be loved. i want someone to look at me like i'm the only girl in the world. i want someone to care for me and dream about me. i want it to be like in the movies, with the non-stop smiling and giddiness at just the thought of them.

i believe in love, i just don't think it was made for me.

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i wasn't exactly smart - i did the bare minimum. but i still managed to pass every test i took no matter what the subject. i would try harder, i really would, but it's like all the energy and motivation has been sucked out of me. it's like living the same day over and over again; everyday is the same. i wake up, run to school while listening to music, also while stuffing my face with my breakfast that i didn't have time to eat at home as i always sleep in, somehow manage to get through the school day when i'm constantly being harassed by the bully, gwi-nam, come home and attend my martial arts classes, shower and then go to bed. you'd think at least maybe the weekends would be different, but no. my dad doesn't let me leave the house unless it's for school and/or, of course, my martial arts classes. my dad and i used to be really close, that was until my mum passed. ever since, my dad has been extremely protective over me to make sure the same thing doesn't happen to me of what happened to her. i don't talk about it to anyone. not even my dad and i speak of it.

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i was sat in class with my head down. i had one airpod in which was covered by my hand and i pretended as if i was just leaning on it. music was my escape from reality - as well as training. i liked listening to the arctic monkeys. rock, but not too heavy. i wasn't really into really heavy rock. 'in bloom' was a good one, by nirvana, but i wasn't so keen on the rest by them. again, i'd say the rest of their songs were too much heavy rock.

i noticed the girls around me giggling and whispering to eachother. i'd only been attending hyosan high school for just over a week but had figured their names out. on-jo and i-sak were the ones currently laughing; they were best friends. i wish i had a best friend, even friends, but my dad doesn't allow me to have friends. let alone speak to anyone.

i looked up and everyone appeared to me looking at me.

that's when i realised what the girls were laughing at.

"y/n, turn that music off," my teacher, ms park, sighs at me, "and you shouldn't even have your phone. hand it in to me after this lesson please."

i feel my face begin to turn bright red and i struggle to reach for my phone as my hands are visibly shaking. i didn't know they could all hear it. i finally manage to grab ahold of it in my pocket but it slips from my grip and falls onto the floor next to a boy, wu-jin's desk.

he bends down to pick it up for me and hands it over to me with a smile. i take the phone without making eye contact at all and turn the music off, shoving it back into my pocket.

"not bad music taste for a freak," na-yeon snickers causing a few other students to laugh with her. i just roll my eyes as ms park proceeds to teach the class.