"𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝?" He whispered in my ears with his husky voice as he pinned my hands against the wall.
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🎧Playlist:"True Story" – Ariana Grande
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Jieun
I strolled my way inside the university lazily. I don't know why I feel so tired, I just wanna sleep now:( . . . .
"Umm Heeseung, how much time do we have left for submitting our project?" I asked him while yawning. . . . .
"3 or 4 days, I think." He whispered, seemed like he's tired too. "I don't think you got enough sleep last night." I poked him gently. . . . .
"No Ji, I actually had the sleep of my dream yesterday-" He got cut off as soon as the teacher stepped inside the classroom. . . . .
"Damn it, it's the math class!" I muttered in the lowest voice ever possible. "Yep, I know. It sucks, right?" He leaned closer to me, resting his head on my shoulder. . . . .
"Very much." I rolled my eyes, seeing the teacher write on the board. The most pathetic and boring class ever! . . . .
Time skip- . . . .
I decided to take a small break by walking around the university, as I was a little bored and tired too. But god didn't want my day to go nicely, damn it- . . . .
"Found you again, whore. And this time, we'll make sure you can't get away." Those assholes! . . . .
I didn't waste a second before I started fighting with them. My fist crashed into the first guys face, leaving him awestruck. . . . .
But they don't lose courage immediately. One of the others hurled a punch to me, which crashed into my jaw. "You bastard!" Within a second, he gets the taste of my taekwondo kick. . . . .
I knew I couldn't fight with them for long. But these jerks were unstoppable. Within a minute, I was injured badly. Drops of blood trickled down my chin... . . . .
I could barely stay conscious at this point, but out of nowhere I heard some of the others wincing in pain, laying on the floor as they begged for someone's forgiveness. . . . .
I shifted my gaze and saw the last person I expected to be here. "You're bleeding so bad, Ji. Let's go from here." . . . .
He held onto me tightly, while I wrap my arm around his neck. The next that caught my eye was his lips bleeding. "Why would you fight with them on your own?" . . . .
He helped me to sit down. "Why are your lips bleeding? Did you fight with them?" He averted his gaze from me, dissolving the cotton in antiseptic. . . . .
"Why does that matter?" "It does matter, Heeseung." I stared at him, right at his soul through his eyes. . . . .
"Ugh, you don't understand Ji. They hurt you, called you names. And you expect me to sit down and see you get hurt?" He breathed out, furious tone clear in his hoarse voice. . . . .
"You-" He cut me off by slamming his palm on my mouth. "Shh, don't talk anymore. Let me treat your wounds." . . . .
He wiped off the blood from my face, staring at me with concern and worry. "Uh..." I winced because of the stinging pain. . . . .
"Does it still hurt?" He puts ointment as gently as possible. I hummed. Something about the way he touches me... . . . .
I suddenly pulled out my handkerchief and cleaned the blood on the corner of his lips. It caught him off-guard, he stared at me bewilderedly. . . . .
"Thank you, Heeseung. For everything." I smiled at him, a genuine one while he can't tell if he's dreaming or not. I chuckled seeing his state. . . . .
"Ok, ok. Now stop looking at me like that." "Like what?" I was thrown off by his question. My gaze returned to him. "Like you care for me." . . . .
He chuckled at me and this time, I was the one who was confused. "Oh princess, I'm beyond caring for you. And I just hate that so much." . . . .
