"Love Barrier" | Kim Mingyu

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Jia's POV

"What a thick face bitch, even Mingyu's father said they won't break up." A girl having some teatime (obviously I'm the tea) with her others friends. "Speaking of the devil." They rolled their eyes at my arrival.

"Why is she here at this hour?" One of the friend asked her.

I don't want to be here too, hello? I calm myself down, trying to brush all the thoughts away as I walk straight to Seungkwan, The8 and Wonwoo whose hand holding a tennis racket, waiting for their turn to play.

Seungkwan is shocked to see me, "Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in Boxing class?" He asked because this is P.E hour which I was originally signed up for boxing, until last week. They have no idea that I switch to Tennis now. (Not by choice)

"Can't you see her tennis's clothes on?" The8 side eyes, judging Seungkwan hard. "But what about Mingyu?"

I shrugged, "He's —— still there." I take some time to look my own answer, "Mingyu loves boxing too much."

It must feels great to be there punching some bags to release stress. I'm jealous.

"You love boxing too. And what now?" Wonwoo asked but he doesn't sound like he's concerned. He sounds more like he wants to clarify something. "Tell me you quit on your own, Jia."

I want to say 'no' straightaways but that would be too obvious, so I just force my faint smile instead of lying. I've lied enough to them these past few months, I don't want to do it anymore. I'm tired.

The three just nodded their head understanding the situation very well with my response. Mingyu took out my name and signed me up to another class even before he told me. He chose tennis because Jeonghan and Hoshi and the others that might go against him are not here. He doesn't come with me, only to keeps an eye on Jungkook or whatever his plan is I don't know.

We all are quiet waiting for our turn to play but the more I try to pretend I don't hear my name mentions in their conversation are making them speak louder. On the outside I remain my face calm but my nails are clenching hard onto my own palm, holding myself back from smashing them to the ground.

I would be lying if i said I'm not embarrassed when the boys are sitting next to me, listening to the shit-talk about me together WITH ME. This is feeling like I got undressed in front of everyone and I guess it is those people's intention.

"Who do you think she fuck first?" They laughed at their own question like it is all they find funny because maybe their life suck.

One of the girl response amusingly, "She fuck them both as a main course while Jeonghan is a dessert."

WHAT THE ACTUAL FREAK.

Enough you BITCH. But when I was about to stand up and swear at all of those stinky animals in human form, someone was faster than me. "YOU SHUT UP!" The8 jumping from his seat, pointing sternly straight at their faces. His voice is basically echoing the entire hall that draws everyone's attention including our P.E teacher and the players. "Stop spitting shit. Your horrible breath is reaching up here."

The red hair's boyfriend forcefully kick his chair away to the side and furiously making his way to us. He glare deadly, face almost as red as his girlfriend's hair. He was enjoying her talking shit about others but can't stand it when she got called stinky. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!?"

"THEN WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, MOTHER F*CKER?" The three of us immediately turn to Wonwoo in unison because we thought something might be wrong with our hearing. It's so shocking that we forgot what we are mad about. "Tell your girlfriend to shut the fuck up when we still let her talk."