"Taerim, you do know I check if you guys actually go to the gym." The sports teacher waved me over to the side. "Ah," I replied looking awkwardly around. "But I actually went last week, just not that one, and I still have time for that week, right?" I questioned. "How do I know if you went though. It's the typical student excuse," he sighed. "You can ask..well" I really don't wanna get him involved, but it would save my ass.
"I will excuse you this time, go back," he gave in, leaving me thank him.I scratched my neck walking back. "Huh? What was it?" Akari approached me at the side, so we wouldn't have to participate at the game. "About this gym thing, whatever," I shrugged. "I find that so stupid honestly. Have you also not went this week yet?" I shook my head, denying. "Wait, let's go together then?" She agreed. "Yes it was so emberassing going last week alone." I clapped my hands together with her, being glad I found myself a partner.
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The fact that his mother emberassed him yesterday was something he didn't lie about from the beginning. He really can't get along with her. Why did he tell me all this family and personal feelings stuff, if he just played anyway? After all, my theory must've been sort of true...He only wanted someone who would listen some time too, who would care since his parents don't seem to do. But then I might have a too big part in his life, so he cut me off. So many things are there that I don't understand, but I won't have to care anyway since he broke up. Fine, it's over...I'll get over it...I need to let go...
Or not.
I froze completely while tying my hair up as I saw him laughing with some guys. He looks gorgeous. Smiling really suits him...I was getting lost, even when he made eye contact with me, noticing my staring. I closed my mouth, letting my hair fall down again. I fastly closed my locker. As if this wasn't enough, my books fell down. Yeah, stay just where you are.. Don't even bother to help me.
I immediately picked them up, walking in a fast pace past him. Suddenly a hand grabbed my arm, preventing following steps. It was right beside him...but it wasn't him who stopped me, but some weird friend of his.
I faced him, awkwardly waiting until he'll let go on his own. I saw Minhos smile fading, giving the guy an overall look."What?" I spoke up. "You're Taerim, right? You know since you're single now..." I slightly widened my eyes at that. What? "Huh?", "You know, you're my type. Can I have your number?" He came directly to the point. Ugh I hate guys like that. He really has no style. I wanted to deny, but Minhos burning gaze into him made me change my mind. "Sure, why not." I took out my phone, so he smiled widely.
Minhos POV
"You know, you're my type. Can I have your number?" Really? That guy goes after all girls I dated..but he knows exactly that he can't even lay his eyes on her. He must think I really don't care. She will deny anyways... "Sure, why not?" I slightly opened my mouth in shock, but was fast in closing it again. I watched her take out her phone. What? They exchanged numbers as I stood there holding myself from speaking up. I wanted to grab her hand and say 'no she's dating me already', I wanted her to belong to me and me only. I just wanted to say "No" Both of them looked up at my sudden interruption. I blinked fastly. Shit.
Taerim seemed like there was hope behind her eyes. "No way, I'm letting that happen in front of my eyes. How can you be for real? Who wants to date her?" I walked in between them, heading away. I felt my own heart break at what I just said. Fine, I wanted her to hate me...but not too much. Not in a way saying those things about her. I know she's insecure about herself, why did I say it? Why would I be as worse as the guys who I wanted to save her from? I'm the worst...I want to run back and hug her, saying I didn't mean it that way, but it was too late anyway.
I threw a quick glance back, only to see her biting her upper lip. Hesitately, she turned around, also heading off.
Taerims POV
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Collision || Lee Know
Fiksi PenggemarIt was a doubtful and questionable interest which the son of the principle, the typical player of the school, suddenly showed towards the girl who lives under rather poor conditions and has a none typical attitude you'd might expect from a girl. It...