"and who told you to help me? why are you doing this?"
"maybe because there's no point scoring 100 if you're not here to see me beat you."
⊹ ࣪ ˖ lee hwayoung has nothing better to do than to beat yang jungwon, who's been her enemy for as long as she...
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trigger warnings: mentions of @buse and vi0lence
"Yo, what's up with you lately dude? I don't even need to try and I'm already topping the class," You send the Yang boy a snarky comment. Unsurprisingly, he doesn't respond, nor does he even react to the provocation.
It's been rather unsurprising these past few weeks, where Jungwon would not even bother giving you a glare or scornful glance whenever you'd 'bully' him over his grades. You suppose it may be some personal things happening regarding his family, but you could care less, honestly. Whatever hardships he has to deal with, he deserves it. He's treated you and Jisun as shittily as he can, so whatever he's experiencing may as well be a taste of his own medicine?
"In hot water, huh? Been skipping school like a lowly delinquent or some shit?"
Jungwon just deadpans at you, before resuming his duties as student council president. You try not to let his reactions affect you, because you've never had anyone be unoffended at your remarks. When you say mean things, you mean it, so that's why you have your criticisms reserved only for Yang Jungwon. Frankly speaking, Jungwon's recent behaviour has been bugging you. It's not like you would care about how he feels, right?
But you do.
All the excitement and adrenaline rushes you get from competing with his genius ass has dissipated. You've basically been subjugating the year's rankings, and it's by a really long shot as well. The worst thing is, Jungwon doesn't even seem worried in the slightest, and he's been handling his burdens as president pretty well, too.
You wonder if Jungwon's really okay. His eyebags have worsened, he's gotten multiple warnings from the disciplinary head to tuck his shirt in in the mornings, and his hair. His hair is scruffy and tousled and unsuiting for the president. You know one word that summarises his current look: unkempt.
Surprisingly, his reputation has remained the same. But in spite of the fact that he's respectable, it is hard not to notice his shaggy appearance and absence from the top 2 rankings of the year.
"Yo, dude." You try to shove his shoulder in an attempt to get his attention, extending his arm .
"What the fuck, Lee? What do you want? Can you just go back to your 100s and valedictorian award and leave me the hell alone?"
"The score's 80 to 60, Yang." You speak out of genuine concern. Sometimes, as much as Jisun warns you to harden up, you can't help your heart that softens at the oh-so-pitiful sight of your rival failing his classes.
"It's nothing you need to know about, Lee. Now if you don't mind, I'd like some time to myself please," Jungwon snaps.
You compose yourself – you're practically fuming because your nails are digging so hard into your palms they could draw blood – before taking a deep breath and walking towards Jisun.
