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《 My nerd 》[KSJ]

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"How are you going to graduate if you keep this up?" Your mom was enraged today. Just how long would she put up with your attitude anyway?

"And now you will compare me with that son of a- I mean Seokjin." You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his name.

"Are you seriously forgetting all your manners I taught you till now? And even if I don't compare you to him, he is still always ahead of you. I'm not telling you to compete with him, Y/N. Can't you listen to me once, and get his help?" She sighed defeated after watching your unchanged expressions.

This was not new for her, but the fact that now you had no time to play around was bugging her. You had to do something and get your grades up no matter what as this was the last year of school.

"Even if my life was on line, I will never go to that nerd for help." You spat without any mercy and left the room while your mom kept calling you back but you never turned around.

"Y/N, I'm not done here. Listen to me." Your mother yelled at you from the stairs but her next words made you stop.

"If your grades don't go up by the end of this semester, I'm taking away your monthly allowance. No arguments. You're not even eighteen yet, so you better do what I say." She crossed her hands confidently.

"What? Mom, you can't do this to me." You took a couple of steps ahead towards her but she stopped you.

"Enough. This is final, now go and think what you're going to do." This time, she was the one who walked away without listening to your pleas.

"Argh! Fuck it." You muttered, kicking the stair case on your way out of the house.

You were mad at her and frustrated. Without thinking, you made your way towards the main street.

When you just turned the corner around your house, you saw jin. He was walking towards you, probably coming back from his cram school.

What a nice timing! The sight made the blood in your arteries boil with rage.

"Yaah! Kim seokjin!" You yelled out. He stopped to see where tho voice came from, while he adjusted his specs. You ran upto him.

"Huh?" He questioned, confused.

"This is all because of you. Why do you have to study till your butt is sore from sitting on the desk for hours?" Your voice was so loud that some people walking on the streets looked at you weirdly, but did you care? Nope.

"What?" He was still confused.

"I am suffering because of you." You emphasised each word while your hand trembled in a fist.

"What did I even do?" He said, more to himself than you in a small voice.

You couldn't control your breathing as you weren't thinking straight, so you decided to just go away from him before your anger gets the best of you.

You walked away, bumping your shoulder on his biceps in the process.

"You-" You hissed, looking back but diverted your eyes quickly. "Did he always have such tough muscles? Moron!" You said to yourself, while walking down the street.