Stranger

Chapter 2

Koa pov:

"I'm like really paranoid right now." I say, laying down on my arms. "Don't be. If he remembers you, wouldn't he already have said something?" Sunny asks, ruffling my hair. "Maybe he's waiting for the right time." I say, looking up at her. "Here you go babe." Luna walks up from behind Sunny, handing her a drink and wrapping her arm around her. "Is he still panicking about that sub?" Luna asks, taking a sip of her drink. "Yes and I don't know why." Sunny says, crossing her legs.

"I said all those things, because I thought I'll never see him again. But now his our sub. What will he think of me." I say with a graon. "Aw, you want a bottle? Stop complaining like a toddler and ask him. Nothing is going to get better if you just sit here, crying until the asshole inside you is going to disappear. And ps, it won't." Luna says, smacking the back of my head. "Yeah, you're right." I stand up, confidently, "I should be the grown one here and stand up for what's right." I say, taking in a deep breath.

"Maybe stay being a toddler, because you grown. Is something awful." Sunny says with a disgusted face. "Or maybe just stick at being an idiot like you always do." Luna adds on. I mock her and flip her off.

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"Mister Lee." "Mister Lee!" I wake up with a scare. I look around and see the teacher staring down at me whilst the whole class laughs. "Since you don't pay attention in my class, why don't you help mister Han to the computer lap." He says, crossing his arms. "Don't you guys do like a tour before hiring a sup?" I ask. "You have a choice, help mister Han or get detention for a week." He yells. "I pick detention." I say with a grin. "Okay then, help mister Han to the computer lap." My grin disappears immediately.

"Fine." I roll my eyes and stand up. I take my bag and throw it over my shoulder. I walk out to the hallway where mister Han is waiting with his head facing down at the papers in his hands. We walk for a few minutes in silence. "So what you got there?" I ask, trying to stir up a conversation with him. He doesn't respond. Yip, this is definitely the same guy from that night.

I open my mouth to speak, but I stop when he places his hand infront of my face. "Before you say anything with that annoying voice of yours, yes, I do remember you from this weekend. Now that you know what you want to know, you can leave. I already know where everything is." He takes his hand away and continues to focus on the paper. "Wow, you're really something." I say, stretching out my arms.

"Do you ever smile? It's the second time I see you and you never smile. Not even for my jokes I make in class." I say, bending down as we walk. "Oh, you were telling jokes. I just thought you were an idiot. And why are you still here? Didn't I tell you, you can leave." He says, looking up at me in an annoyed expression. "I don't know if I prefer you with glasses or not." I say, rubbing my chin. "Here we are. Now go." He says, before closing the door. "You know I just got deja vu." I yell.

"Why are you still here. And why are you yelling?" He says, as he opens the door. "You're quite short for someone in their thirties." I say with a grin. He doesn't look a day over seventeen, let alone thirties. He takes in a deep breath and lets it out, before glaring at me. "Go." He says, slamming the door. "Wow, that hurt." I say, grabbing my chest.

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"He's really an asshole. You know, I don't even feel bad about the things I said to him." I say, putting on my ice skates. "Give him a break. He's probably stressed about being a sub. So don't give him trouble." Sunny says, leaning against the glass of the ice ring. "Well sorry if he's the one who's gonna give me a hard time." I complain. "You know, ever since you met this guy, you complain more. And it's annoying." She says, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." I say, as I stand up from my seat. "Good luck." Sunny says, waving at me whilst I got on the ice. "It's not a competition." I say, as I roll my eyes. "Well, atleast you can say I worry about you." She says, with a smile. "More like trying to get me away." I say, before skating away.

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