My half-brother~ Boys over flowers fanfic

#3: Love?

Lets continue with FML....

I froze in my place, hoping to be oblivious to a pair of eyes in that group of four. You may ask why I'm not running away for life? If I have to move, I gotta push past at least a dozen of people who were watching my brother and his friends, which may lead to a small commotion and it would be easy to seize Yi-jung's attention. Not a good idea, right? So I stayed put like a statue.

But I still managed to get noticed by four pairs of eyes with one pair burning holes on my face.

My brother and his friends.

"So, you are the new girl?" The guy with curly hair who stood a feet in front of the other three and towering over me, asked. I'm just 5'7, I guess. This guy may be 6 or 6'2.

"Yeah, hi." I said with a small smile.

"Jun-pyo. Why are you wasting your time? Let's move." My loving half-brother said through gritted teeth. Most of the girls' eyes were on my brother. So, he's the heartthrob here. The second in list of a heartthrob was a blonde guy with a blank and monotonous expression. The guy in front of me had guys' attention too but not in a queer manner or something, they were probably intimidated by this curly haired guy. So, he's in a different list and the last guy with brown hair looked cute and intimidate as well.

"Okay. Let's move." Curly hair whose name's Jun-pyo, stated. I sighed thinking I had escaped and turned left on my heels, only to be yanked backwards by a strong hand by my hood. I knew something like this would happen, the minute I put on this jersey.

"Let me go." I tried whining and turned my head.

Jun-pyo or whatever his name is and the rest of them followed him, us, to God-knows-where.

Finally, he swirled me inside a room which seemed like a lounge with Batista, couches and a TV.

As soon as I was let go from Jun-pyo's grip, Yi-jung grabbed my jersey in his fists and pulled me closer, he was trying so hard to intimidate me but it didn't work. Yet, I pretended to be scared of him. Hehe. C'mon who would get intimidated by his cute face?

"Wh-what?" I fake stuttered.

"I don't want you to use my name anywhere to anybody in this school. Got it?" He said through gritted teeth.

What's wrong with this guy? Can't he speak normally?

"Not that I wanted to but I can't help if any teachers point that out. " I said with my innocent voice.

Yi-jung released me from his hold and only then I looked around my surrounding.

Jun-pyo, the curly hair was seated on a single-seat couch and the other two were seated on the purple couch beside Jun-pyo's and my brother was still burning holes on my face. The guys were watching the scene with little amusement on their faces, except for that blonde, he looked emotionless and didn't bother what was happening around him. So, I just had two audiences.

"Stop that, Yi-jung. You are scaring her." Jun-pyo yelled at my brother and my brother went to a couch next to purple one and flopped down with a sigh.

I stood in my place, awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Hey, come here." Jun-pyo gestured me to sit on the....arm of his couch? There was some more small beanbags like things but those were next to Yi-jung so I go for the armrest itself.

"Hey hi." I said with a small smile as I sat on the arm of Jun-pyo's couch. Don't ask me how I sat in that, I somehow sat there. It's getting more awkward here.

"Ji-hoo," Jun-pyo pointed to that blonde, "And that's Woo-bin." He pointed to the last member of his group. Ji-hoo gave half smile and Woo-bin said, 'Yo'. Blonde, I mean Ji-hoo, looked cuuuuuuttttte when he smiled.

"We are called as F4 as a whole." Jun-pyo continued.

"Sounds cool." I commented with a smile, "and I'm Ae-cha." I completely lost my manners to introduce myself before. Don't blame me. I was with four, nope, three hot, nah that sounds bit odd, three good- looking guys. So, I couldn't function properly.

"Love? Awesome. I'm gonna call you as love from now on." Jun-pyo interrupted my dreamy thoughts. "And we are your seniors." Yes, I already know that curly dude.

Love? Oh, yeah! Ae-cha means love. LOVE. I have no idea how that feels like because I've not experienced any of that. Albeit my dad never acted like how a normal father would behave and mom abused me until she got hospitalized, I always loved them. Dad thinks, looking after me is just a duty so there's nothing out of love.

"Okay ,Jun-pyo sunbae." I said with a smile.

"Love! You don't have to call me sunbae, just Jun-pyo. If you badly wanna use that word, you can use it on them." He pointed to Ji-hoo and Woo-bin. He was careful not to point to my brother. How understanding! Awe. I like this guy.

I smiled and was about to leave, then a girl barged in all of a sudden and held my wrist.

"Did he hurt you?" She asked me, pointing at Jun-pyo. I shook my head, no.

"What are you doing here?" Jun-pyo looked at her like she was an insect or something.

"YAAA! DON'T YOU DARE HURT HER. I'LL CHOP YOUR HEAD OFF." The girl yelled at top of her lungs and dragged me out of the lounge by my wrist. I didn't protest either.

She looked kinda cute with short hair that just reached her shoulders and bangs covering her forehead. Awe, she looks like a doll.

"You should be new here." She halted near lockers. What? I didn't know when I climbed up the stairs to get here. I think I'm too stunned by her doings, especially the way she yelled at Jun-pyo, that I didn't notice me climbing up the stairs.

"I'm Ae-cha." I stretched my hand out.

"Geum Jan-di. We are in same class, I guess." She said, shaking my hand.

I'm not gonna let this girl go. She's stuck with me as my friend, FOREVER. Hehe. I like her already.
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