In love with a bad guy

Chapter 2: enemies.

I walked to the class with my homeroom teacher, gripping the straps tightly that hung around my shoulder. I observed the corridors neat and clean but they weren't anything like my last school, perhaps it's not that wealthier than the others I attended.

"everyone, you are having a new transfer student today. Will you please introduce yourself?",

My homeroom teacher asked me with a smile on her face, a fake one perhaps. As I turned towards the students I bowed slightly, my face firm a visible frown on my face as I said,

"Hello everyone, I am Park eunhye"

My teacher became awkward as she didn't think I would be this straight, being a presidents daughter she must have think of me as a sweet girl, or perhaps a mean girl. But I came out to be a cold one.

"we will take good care of you, Eunhye!",

one of the girls on benches brightly exclaimed. I scrutinised her features a sweet smile lingered on her face as she raise her hand. I sighed at her response because I didn't wanted to intimidate her on my first day.

"You don't have to, it's better if you stay out of my way and I stay out of yours",

I replied as I remembered the drawbacks of being a presidents daughter, how I lost everyone I used to admire. This is why I decided to establish a wall around my heart, to let nobody inside my heart and prevent any further damage.

"why so rude girl? We don't bite",

A girl said, by the looks of her she probably belonged to a wealthy family. The jewellery that dangled on her neck was more than expensive. Her blond hair, with locks slightly curled and her petite figure hugged her perfectly ironed uniform, probably a spoiled brat.

"Alright Yura and chae-young that's enough you should be curious in my lectures too. And Eunhye you can sit on any of those seats available there as jungkook rarely attends any class"

Our teacher stated pointing at these two available seats, I moved my sight to see a perfect seat that was close to a window at the very last, at least I will be able to enjoy that spot. I bowed to my teacher again as I started to walk towards my chosen seat, taking off the bag that slung over my shoulder as I placed the earbuds in my ears. I looked out of the window and felt relieved to finally be free from my home as I laid my head on the desk and closed my eyes.

"well, well look who have blessed us with his presence if it ain't Jeon Jungkook",

I heard the teacher in my background that distracted my peacefulness, so I increased the volume to the max and again closed my eyes. I was enjoying this precious moment of my life when I suddenly heard the knock on my table.
I pulled out the ear buds as I looked at the source of my interruption. It was a boy I didn't saw when I entered the class, as I moved my eyes around him I saw his piercings. I counted One, two, three he had three piercings on lips, nose and eyebrow. My eyes travelled to his arms he got tattoos. Was he allowed to have these or he is already over 18 years. When I looked at him again my brain motioned me that he looked like someone I knew, it continue to signal me the with the resemblance but I can't seem to remember.

"get up!",
he said with a cold look on his face.

"you see, if you have these things called eyes you wouldn't be asking me to get up, but instead you would be settled on an empty seat over there",

I said sarcasm overflowing as I pointed the seat in third row away from the window as I plugged in my earbuds again.

"I am asking you this nicely, get up it's my seat"

He said with a hint of irritation on his face. I looked at him as I ceased the music running in my ears, I sighed as I clenched my fist because of the attitude he was giving me.

"I don't see your name over here"

"I said, GET UP!!"

"And I DON'T WANT TO!!"

We both yelled at each other grabbing the attention of the whole class. I hear some students whispering my name.

"he is getting angry"
"no, she is getting angrier"
"she isn't intimidated by him"
"Are we having another rivalry"
"Of course, she ain't the presidents daughter for nothing".
"She doesn't know the consequences of facing him"

"SHUT UP!" "SHUT UP!"
we both said in union to quiet down the irritating noises. However what made my blood boil was seeing him not complying to my commands as I furiously said,

"STOP COPYING ME!"

"I. AM. NOT!"

he said as his jaw clenched and fists were turning white by the pressure he was putting on.

It was fire burning in our eyes as none of us was wanting to back off, eyes to eyes we both glared at each other when-

"ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU!", we turned around to see the teacher yelling at us.

"Detention both of you! And you Eunhye you come here!", she pointed at seat in the third row something I didn't wanted, but had to oblige.
I sighed as I collected my belongings and said,

"Don't think highly of yourself as I am giving you this seat because the teacher wanted to, I didn't!",

He chuckled and said,
"you lost!"

"NO, I DIDN'T!" I yelled back at him.

"Eunhye! Jungkook! Back to your seats"
Our teacher sighed in response, rubbing her temples as she started to focus on the lecture she was assigned to.

"Eunhye! Huh, you shouldn't have messed with me" he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
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Focusing on the lecture I tried to note down the equations printed on the board, the pencil in my hand was keeping up with my anger as I was still not cool down. I released a breath I was holding and looked at the board, the equation seems pretty easy as I didn't waited for Miss Lee and jotted down the answer before her as her movements came to halt.

"so who's gonna tell me the value of x?"
Miss Lee asked putting down the chalk on her desk, as she gazed around for candidates. I looked around and noticed how the students were trying to play hide and seek, how they were hiding their gazes with her. I took this chance and said,
"- 11/5" "-11/5"
I looked at the source of the voice and noticed him, what was his name again? Jeon Jungkook right? He doesn't look like nerdy, that good for nothing.

" who knew Jeon Jungkook could answer that? Anyways that's a correct answer."

I looked back at him again and found him staring right through my soul, his stare made me shuddered. I didn't recall someone looking at me the way he was, it was intense, his stare hold numerous emotions I couldn't decipher.

However he was the first one to break off the eye contact as he rolled his eyes in response. He knew how to irritate me as I pointed my finger at him and signaled him that I would cut his throat off his head if he didn't stopped.