[on hold] PLAYFUL LOVE : Teach, Touch , and Torn Me Not!

Chapter 4: The Deal

I was dumbfounded on what he just said. "I will make your dreams forever a dream" That hurts me so much. Just because I shouted to a person suddenly my dreams won't come true? All of my hard works in school will be useless just because I am pissed at this person standing in front of me? No way.

"You don’t have to say these things just to make me answer yes. Just asked me a favor and that's enough. I will help you."

He laughed. "Excuse me Ms. Sandara Park. I'm not asking for help."

"And what do you call that? You’re asking me to be your tutor and you even blackmailing me."

"I don’t either blackmailing you."

"If not...what?!"

"I’m commanding you to tutor me. And the blackmail thing……..I'm just saying those stuffs to hurt you" he smirks. "That’s your punishment for shouting at me."

My brows met on what he said.

"So childish" my uncontrollable mouth spit out.

"What did you say?" I just innocently shook my head in response.

"I'll just tell you when we will start. Give me your phone" I handed my phone to him. 

"Is this a phone?" He teased while criticizing it.

"Of course. What do you think is that?"

"Well I thought it's a remote control"

My mouth hanged out because of what he said.

"Here." He handed back my phone after sending a message to his number.

"I'll just send you a sms."

That was he's last word before leaving. Then the bell rang cue for the afternoon classes. Omo I haven't ate lunch yet because of that kwon Jiyong aigooo. I run down the stairs going to our classroom. My stomach is growling the whole afternoon because I was so hungry. Some of my classmates can hear it too that made me ashamed of my situation.

Of course after the class Bom asked me what happened and I told her everything.

- AUTHOR'S POV-

At the BB Club.

"Jiyong hyung wassup?" Seungri enthusiastically greeted Jiyong that was comfortably lying on the couch.

"Is it successful hyung?" Deasung asked while playing his i-pad.

Jiyong smiled "As expected."

"Did your father know already?" Youngbae asked while playing billiards with Top.

"Yes. Let see who will own the trophy." Jiyong seriously said. "I will prove to that old man what his great son can do."

-FLASHBACK-

Jiyong was enjoying the music. Moving his head back and forth. His hands will imitate how guitarist played electric guitars. His body was moving enthusiastically with the beat but the music suddenly gone. He looked at the dvd player and saw his dad looking at him while his index finger is pressing the off button of the player.

Jiyong hissed. Seeing his dad made him shook his head.

"Your adviser called!" His dad uttered. "You're in the bottom of the class!" His father angrily said.

"What kind of brain does u have?! huh!! You're last Jiyong!! You're the most stupid person in your whole class. You're idiot!" Jiyong hands turned into fist.

"Is that how stupid my son? That he ranked at the bottom out of 30 students in class?!! I can’t believe this. My son is a dumb!!"

"It's not my fault dad......it’s yours." He uttered calmly still sitting at his couch facing his back to his father. "If you didn’t force those stupid teachers to transfer me in that section I will not be in the bottom the class."