STRANGER [SEONGJOONG]

CHAPTER X

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"So...you saw it?"

Hongjoong flinched at the voice behind him. He was so scared that he was on the verge of dropping the sketchbook in his hand. Slowly he turned around and there he was, the handsome terror, digging holes into Hongjoong's poor soul with his eyes. Yes, if looks could kill, then Hongjoong would be definitely six feet under right now.

"I-I d-didn't m-mean-"

Park edged closer to the stuttering boy. Calm and composed, he wrapped his hand around his sketchbook and gently took it away from Hongjoong's trembling hands. Their gentle interaction caused the raven haired's fingers to brush against Hongjoong's for perhaps a second, making the latter feel really weird in his stomach.

"It's rude, you know," he said calmly, his deep voice sending chills cascading down the other's spine, "To peep into someone else's personal stuff."

Hongjoong wanted to run away from that place and hide inside a hole on the ground and cover the opening with mud. He definitely didn't want to look at the gorgeous Greek God in front of him, even though his eyes loitered continuously around the presence in front of him, making his cheeks flush bright red in embarrassment and coy.

"I-I didn't m-mean to- I-I was looking for t-the n-name..."

Park didn't prolong the conversation. With a slight warning, he left. Before Hongjoong could realise further, he was already gone. Hongjoong stayed there, standing like an idiot, processing whatever happened. He couldn't believe that Park, The freaking Park, the cold bad boy of the school, made him feel that that way. What way, he couldn't really label it. Love? No! No! Definitely not. Love is stupid. Love isn't made for Hongjoong. It cannot be love. Then what is this feeling?

"It wasn't even my fault," Hongjoong huffed in annoyance, speaking to himself, "I was just looking for the name. What am I supposed to do if there's no name? Throw it in the garbage bin, huh?"

Hongjoong quickly put all his stuff inside, locked his locker and went away. All the students had already left. Hongjoong went out of the school gate and waited there for his brother. He waited. Usually, Wooyoung wouldn't take too long. But it was already twenty minutes and there was no sight of Wooyoung. Now, Hongjoong started panicking.

"Excuse me, are you Hongjoong?"

Hongjoong quickly spun around, only to see a girl standing behind him, her bag in her hand. She was really pretty, with a cute round face, big eyes, plump lips and two cute pigtails. She looked a bit younger than Hongjoong. Perhaps a junior?

"Y-Yes it's me. Uhm, A-Am I in trouble?" he asked nervously.

"No no," the girl assured him, "It's just there is this student named Jung Woo-"