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The fluorescent lights flickered overhead as you rushed through the school's echoing hallways, each step a hurried beat against the linoleum floors.
You were 14 minutes late for your first class of the week, a dubious record even for you.
As you rounded a corner, a voice pierced through your frantic thoughts.
"Y/n?"
You skidded to a halt, heart pounding, trying to identify the speaker. The name sounded like a distant echo in the cacophony of the corridor.
"Huh?" you stammered, momentarily disoriented.
Turning, you found yourself face-to-face with Kim Minji, the school's illustrious student body president. Her presence was magnetic, and for a moment, you were caught in the brilliance of her gaze.
"You're late for class," she remarked, her voice carrying the weight of authority.
"I am sorry. I wok—" Before you could finish, she cut you off with a brisk dismissal.
"I don't care. Detention for being late!" she declared, her stride purposeful as she walked away, leaving you to grumble your discontent.
Now, in the stark detention room, you sat in quiet rebellion, ignoring the muffled conversations of the other students serving their time. The atmosphere was stifling, but you refused to let it seep into your thoughts.
"Fuck..." you muttered, your gaze fixed on a point in the middle distance, lost in your own contemplations.
A voice punctured the silence, and you turned, finding Kim Minji standing there once again. The air seemed to shift around her, and you couldn't help but feel a mixture of trepidation and fascination.
"Fuck what?" she inquired, her tone laced with curiosity.
"Nothing. Whatever. It doesn'tmatter," you replied, trying to maintain a façade of nonchalance.
"Okay. Whatever," she acquiesced, taking a seat beside you.
"Why are you sitting here?" you asked, your confusion evident.
"To interview you," she stated, her words both surprising and intriguing.
"Interview me? For being late?" you questioned, surprised by the unexpected turn of events.
"No, not for being late. First question, Lee Y/n, are you single? And if you... are you available?" she asked, a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips, leaving you momentarily stunned by the audacity of her inquiry.
You felt a mix of surprise and nervousness wash over you. "Uh, yeah, I'm single," you stammered, not entirely sure if this was really happening. "But, uh, available for what exactly?"
Minji leaned in, her eyes gleaming mischievously. "Available for a date...With me."
Your heart raced, trying to process the sudden turn of events. "Oh, uh, sure," you managed to say, trying to play it cool despite the butterflies in your stomach.
"Great!" Minji grinned, pulling out a notebook. "Now, tell me about yourself, Lee Y/n. What's your favorite thing to do in your free time?"
As you began to answer her questions, you couldn't help but be intrigued by this unexpected encounter. It seemed like this detention might just turn out to be the start of something new and exciting.
