𝟏𝟏.⠀forgetful ( ⚠︎ )

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# Beomgyu pov

I'm not letting you go that easily Yeonjun.
You will be mine soon.

The next morning I made sure what to do, I won't date that bitch actually it'll just be a waste of time. I got up from bed, did everything I needed to do and headed off to school.

As I was walking I passed by Bian's house I saw her outside with her backpack, but then suddenly she ran towards someone, I hid in a bush, watching carefully. Who the hell is he?

"I missed you!"
"Me too Bian!" They hugged and she looked Really happy, my eyes widened. I took my phone out, snapped a picture of them, then ran off like nothing happened.

Once I made it inside the school I ran to my first class, only to see Yeonjun was alone in there, watching his phone. Where's the teacher?

"Yeonjun!" He looked up then took a deep breath.
"What" I sat next to him snatching his phone so he could pay attention to me more.

"Hey what the hell—"
"Is Bian coming today?"
"Why would you care?"

"I'm just asking" I smiled, he rolled his eyes.
"She said she can't come again, there why?"
"Hmm maybe it is!—"

"What is?"
"I'll show you later"
"Whatever"

She's cheating on him! And I have proof!— Just kidding I actually heard them talk a bit and turns out they're related, but she never told us about him–so Yeonjun will believe me!

Then he'll be mine! I smiled to myself but acted like nothing happened once everyone entered the class, I couldn't  focus on the lesson for the rest of time.

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"So what we're you gonna show me"
"Hold on, let's go into an empty classroom"

"What why—" I just took him inside some random ass classroom I found, I pushed him in before glancing around to make sure no one saw us, then I went inside too.

"Fuck it's dark" Yeonjun turned on his flashlight from his phone but I took it away from him, stepping closer towards him.

"Beomgyu what are you doing" He stepped back I smirked, pulling onto his hoodie bringing him closer, leaving no more space between us.

God I love his lips, I closed my eyes as my hands traced around him, tugging on the strings from his hoodie until I made my way down his sweater. He pushed me off then as I pouted.

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