It all started when Nishimura Riki, Ahn Miso's long time crush approached her and asked her to help him with a girl. The worse part is that the girl happened to be Miso's cousin that she hates the most.
--A Nishimura Riki (니시무라 리키) Fanfiction
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"Ah! Why am I so short?" I groaned when I couldn't reach the book which was placed on the top shelf. Just then, I felt a presence behind me as a hand appeared above mine and grabbed the book I was reaching for.
Out of surprise, I turned to look back at that person but ended up pinning myself against the shelf when I realized how close the person behind me was. There was only a few inches gap between me and the person.
The tall boy brushed his hairs out of his face and looked down to meet my eyes. And that was the moment, my breath was caught in my throat.
It was Nishimura Riki, the only boy I've had a crush on for the last four years.
"This is the one, right?" He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. Damn, his voice sounds so deep up from close and he looks even more handsome.
Is it possible to fall for the same person again and again? I've been doing that for four years.
"Hmm?" His voice interrupted my thoughts again. I managed to nod, having trouble to avoid the way my heart was pounding against my chest.
I knew if I stood there for a minute longer, I would end up fainting in his arms. Wait, that would be nice, I mean... Stop, Miso.
I slowly took the book he was holding for me and tried to get away but he quickly placed his other on the shelf, trapping me between him and the shelf. I swear to god--
"Ahn Miso? You're Ahn Miso, right?" He asked. I never liked my name but now that he called me by it, I think it's not that bad.
I simply nodded. "I need you with me." Those were the last words he said before he grabbed my wrist and started to drag me somewhere.
If it was someone else who suddenly held my hand and dragged me like this, they would've got at least slapped by five times now.
I stared down at his hand holding tightly onto mine and blushed slightly. Am I finally beginning to get lucky? I feel like I'm god's favorite suddenly after going through so much.
We finally stopped at the back of the library as he slowly let go off my hand. He sat down on a chair, leaving me awkwardly standing.
"You're Song Yena's cousin, right?" He asked and a noticeable frown appeared on my face. Why's he asking me about the girl I hate the most? "I want you to help me to get with her."
Get with her? Those words were enough to leave me heartbroken. I really did feel my heart shattering into pieces inside my chest and those broken pieces caused me trouble to breathe.
"Why me?" I asked in a low voice, trying my best to not break into tears anytime soon.
I never knew it could be this heartbreaking to know that the heart of the guy you love the most belongs to someone else.
"Uh, you... because you're her cousin. I believe you know her better than anyone else, it's easier for you to help me win her heart."
"I can't, sorry." I shortly replied and turned to walk away but he immediately stood up from the chair and held my wrist from behind, preventing me from taking another step.
"Why?!" He whined, "please, I really love her!" I jerked my hands off his grip. I want to run away from him.
"I told you, I can't!" I almost yelled. I looked at him for the last time before turning to leave but he again grabbed my wrist and pulled me even closer this time. I'm getting fed up with him, really.
"Why? Why can't you, huh?" His voice got a lot deeper than before, making me realize that he was getting mad. The audacity, man.
"Because we both haven't talked to each other for a decade. Her family and my family are not in good terms and I hate her!" I'll hate her more now because you love her, Riki.
He chuckled, "Stop lying, I always see you looking at her."
I once again jerked his hands off me. Does he think that he knows me better? Just because I'm always staring at Yena doesn't mean I don't hate her. I hate her, that's why I'm always looking at her with hatred.
"I have better things to do than talk rubbish to you." I never imagined I'd be talking to my crush of four years like that.
But before I could even turn back, he immediately pulled me closer by my waist. I gasped audibly, widening my eyes. I'm so scared, what if he hears my heart that's beating loudly for him?
"You have to help me, I don't care." He whispered to me, his hand securing my waist.
"Let me go!" I wiggled, struggling to get out of his strong grip but he only pulled me closer.
"I won't spare you until you agree to help me, darling." He whispered, making my cheeks heat up because of the nickname. "So, you decide."
"I told you--" I swallowed my words when he pulled me even closer, making sure to leave no space between us. My heart would soon explode, I can guarantee that.
"Just say yes." I could feel his warm breath on my lips and that sent shivers down my spine. I'll be lying if I say that I don't feel dizzy but what's stronger than that is the urge to brush my lips against his.
"Y-yes." I whispered in the lowest voice but he heard me as he quickly released me out of his grip.
"Alright, let's have a meet up tomorrow then. At this exact place and exact time, don't make me wait." He smiled innocently.
What the fuc--
I breathed out heavily and lowered my gaze when I heard his footsteps getting away. Huff, finally.
"And I heard that." He spoke suddenly, startling me as I looked up at him while having my hands on my chest.
"What?"
"Your heartbeat. It was loud." He smirked.
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I sighed heavily as I sat down on the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive. I snapped my head to the opposite direction, hearing giggles.
I immediately lowered my gaze when I noticed who it was. It was Song Yena, my cousin that I hate the most.
I lied that time. The reason that I'm always looking at her isn't because I hate her, it's because I'm jealous of her.
I'm jealous of her for having good friends and a loving family.
Now I have one more reason to hate her, she has the heart of the guy I love the most.
It's ironic how my crush approached me for the first time just to ask me to help him win another girl's heart.
