love charade｜hwang hyunjin

Chapter 11

UPDATE AGAIN FINALLY 😈🔥

also this chapter includes some stuff like blood / bleeding and use of knife during the end, so if ur not comfortable w that u can skip the ending!

PRESENT

You woke up by your alarm, ringing uncontrollably loud. You sat up in your bed, and faced the window. The sun was already setting outside, spilling a warm amber in your room. 

Your head was already hurting insanely bad because of yesterday. Maybe you drank too much, just maybe? But either way, you stilll had to go to school. You quickly got ready and went downstairs, until you heard a ring from your door. You expected it to be Seungcheol or something, but, no. It wasn't Seungcheol.

Instead, it was Hyunjin. You were confused why he was here. "Are you done getting ready?" he asked. You almost choked on air. "Yeah." You swallow. "Then let's go." "What?" you blurted out a little too loudly.

You were so confused now. Why did he do this? "Let's head to school." he told you. "No," you blurted out accidentally.

He raised his eyebrow at you and tilted his head slightly. "Not yet, I need to get something.." you added. "Can I come in?" he asks. You nod and he enters your house. "Your house is organized." he compliments. "Thanks." you reply awkwardly.

You quickly head upstairs to get your phone. It was literally blowing up and about to explode. There were so many notifications, from, you know who.

You opened the most recent one, and it stated, "Are you okay?" you quickly sent out a message to him saying, "I'm fine. Stop worrying about me." It did sound kind of rude, but whatever.

He responded quickly replying with, "I want to talk with you, privately. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings during our last conversation." You left him on read after that.

You ran back downstairs, seeing Hyunjin admiring the paintings on your wall. He heard the sound of your footsteps running down the stairs and turned around to face you.

"Did you paint these?" he asked. "No, I'm not so good at those artsy stuff." you reply awkwardly. He laughed lightly, showing his smile. That's when you realized how pretty his smile was. It really complimented his face. The front row or his teeth shined, and it slightly covered his bottom row of teeth as his eye smile also showed clearly. You couldn't help but also smile slightly at the sight.

"These paintings are pretty, though." he said. "Let's head to school now. We're going to be late." he spoke, walking towards the door. "Oh, please. You don't give a fuck about your academic grades." you told him.

You heard him whisper something to himself, but you couldn't clearly trace out what he said. From what you picked up by reading his lips, he said something like, "This is why you don't have a fucking parental figure bitch," and the rest was probably just cursing you out.

He opened the door as you followed him outside into his car. "Why are you even here." you ask suddenly. He hesitated for a second. "Did you seriously forget so quickly?" he questioned.

"Forget what?" you catechized. "Fake...relationship?" he stuttered. "Oh, no, I didn't forget. I'm just, more..confused? Didn't you not come to school the other day, and then the few days earlier you...yeah," you say, avoiding eye contact. 

He stayed silent for a minute or so, then started driving, completely ignoring your question. 

TIMESKIP

You guys finally arrived at school, you slightly almost falling asleep. You guys were surprisingly here pretty early, with not a lot of people.

"Can you answer my question now?" you asked again. "Let's not talk about it, okay? Let's just have a normal conversation without mentioning stupid stuff. Very straight forward." he replied.