My Boy [under editing]

Ch. 13

WE

❝pretending that we're just friends,
acting like we're lovers,
don't do that.❞ 
—soyou & jungigo (ft lil boi from geeks), some. 

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hyemi

everyone dropped their pens when the school bell rang, which was an indication that we had reached our freedom! of course, we weren't sure that we would graduate or not but knowing the fact that we finished our finals was amazing.

it felt as though we could finally breathe —or probably, only I felt that way. "what's your plan for the whole month before the results come out?" byul asked me whilst we were packing our things.

I gave her a smile as I remembered my promise with the boys. "oh, just here and there, maybe go watch some movies and get a part time job," I told her before I asked the same question and she answered that she was going to help her mum and dad. "that sounds fun, well see you when I see you."

with a relief sigh, I walked out the classroom and straight toward my locker. I gathered everything from inside and put it inside my schoolbag. "you look excited —" I shrieked when I heard someone beside me, and I accidentally dropped my bag on the floor which caused my books to scatter on the floor.

"you scared me!" I hissed me as I crouched down, I knew who it was so I didn't want to look at him. he crouched down too and helped me gathered my books. he apologised for startling me which I just nodded my head.

truthfully, I was a little annoyed of him. "are you okay?" he worriedly asked after we stood up and faced each other. he titled his head, placing his palm on my forehead —acting so concern in front of me. "you're not sick though but why are you so quiet —"

"what are we, jungkook?"

he flashed a playful grin before he cupped my face with both of his hands, "what do you want us to be?" he asked, "well I want us to be something sweet, like chocolate syrup and a cherry on top." I couldn't get my eyes off of him, I liked the heart beating with butterflies and small smiles.

I breathed out before walking away from him, I did hear him calling my name but I decided to ignore him. As I was walking through the hallway, out of a sudden I was pushed to the locker by two girls; I couldn't remember the girls, but I knew that they hated me for some reasons.

"What?" I asked them harshly before a girl walked forward with a devilish smirk on her face. She had the fakest face I've ever seen, as her nose was unsuccessfully done. Yet she was amazing in fashion; her hair was nicely perm as her makeup was beautifully light and her uniform was the symbol for a bitch.

"Lee Hyemi," she called out my name; her voice was pitchy, it was the ugliest voice I've ever heard. "I won't harass you..." she implied, with her fakest sweet tone.

I glared at her because I was getting pissed just by looking at her face. I was surrounded by students again, as they were watching us as we were going for a fight. "What do you want?" I asked as I clenched my hand into a fist.

She looked at me before she looked around like she was searching for someone. "May I ask why the hell is my Jungkook keep on sticking next to you?" she asked.

I could hear myself swallowing the fear; I didn't know why I was scared. "Well—" she immediately stopped me before I could even answer. if I didn't know why he was with me.

"Oh no...wait, what is my Jungkook to you?"

Her question intimidated me as my heart stopped beating for a few seconds. I was thinking for words to answer her. "He's my friend," was all I could say. I didn't lie to her, we were just friends with mutual feelings.