「High-school AU」
「I mischievously stick out the tip of my tongue at him before smiling.
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Where Lee Minho is the popular guy who is entertained by bullying Kim Eunbi, the new transferred student. But he might have gone too far, risking to lose t...
[(For this chapter I recommend listening to "Limbo" by Lee Know and "Love me or Leave me" covered by Lee Know. Since the last one isnt availableon Spotify, I put the video down here)]
|Minho then scoffs and slolwy glances at me. <It looks like you have no escape from me.>|
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I shiver at his words. I guess it was unavoidable.
Let's take it easy. We'll just stand inside it for 14 minutes straight.
<Looks like it> I mutter and I stand up but Hyunjin quickly catches my hand.
<Be careful> He says and I softly smile.
<Don't worry.> I say and he slightly nods, slolwy letting go of my hand.
I appreciate the fact that he still cares about me. I was scared that breaking up with him would have ruined our friendship.
<Let's go> Minho says, gripping my wrist and I quickly snatch it away from him.
<I know how to walk by myself> I say and he just rolls his eyes.
<Then do it> He mutters and I ignore him.
<I'm going to knock at the closet in 14 minutes. See you> Han says and locks us into the walk-in closet.
Once we are inside, I try to look around. It's smaller than the one in Hyunjin and Yeji's house but still big.
It's really dark but a hint of light peeks out from under the closet doors.
Minho leans back against a empty wall with his arms crossed and I just stand still.
<So? Can you tell me why your acting all sour with me?> Minho finally speaks, raising an eyebrow.
I rub my lips together and I think. I haven't realised I acted cold toward Minho since after the kiss.
Maybe it's because I'm scared of catching feelings. Wait, what? What have I just thought.
It's not true, I don't know why I thought that. Obviously, it's because I hate him.
I hate the way he looks at me. The way his eyes land on me. The way he talks to me. The way his voice sounds. The way he moves. The way he touches me.
So fucking annoying.
<Shouldn't I?> I ask, avoiding to answer. Minho scoffs.
<I really can't understand you.> Minho mumbles but I hear it.
