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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"No!No!No!" I yelled, pulling my hands out of Riki's hands harshly. He whined, shaking my shoulders before leaning his head on them.
I sighed and slapped his head away, "Nope, I said it's a no. You should move on from her, it'll only hurt you in the end."
"But I like her so much! Besides, I think you can do something to make that guy leave Yena." I closed my eyes, hearing the same words slipping out of his lips.
Would he stop saying those words again if he knew how hurtful they sound to me?
It's been 2 days since we both saw Yena with her boyfriend. I thought Riki would cry for sometime then move on. But he didn't, now he's even more eager to approach her. And all of it isn't the worst part, the worst part's that he wants me to do something to make Yena and her boyfriend break apart.
"Even if I can, I wouldn't. They both love each other and I can clearly see it whenever they're together." I drew a long breath, "please try to understand."
"Why do you seem to be on that guy's side instead of mine?" His face hardened as I could feel his voice growing deeper.
You got it right. Yes, I am, Riki.
I wanted to say everything I had on my mind out loud but I couldn't give my feelings a voice. I shook my head, feeling defeated by him as I rose from the rusty bench to leave.
But in a swift motion, I was pulled back to Riki. His hand snaked around my waist and he drew his face even closer to mine.
"You only understand when I pull you closer, don't you?" He spoke in a monotonous and raspy voice. It took me few seconds to realize that he was talking in korean.
I felt chills run down my spine when I heard his korean voice. If my mind was in a stable state, I'd ask him why he's speaking Korean out of the blue. And that also quite fluently but I wasn't focused at all.
My breath got caught in my throat when his eyes traveled down to my lips. I could see a sly smirk forming on his lips as he leaned in more and tightened his grip on my waist.
Before I could take a moment to realize anything, I felt a soft pair of lips on my own. He kissed me without any warning. While my eyes were wide open, his eyes were closed as he softly sucked my lips. I stayed glued to my own spot, my whole body frozen.
"You're such a bad kisser, Ahn Miso." He whispered between the kiss, his eyes still shut as he grabbed my neck by his other hand and deepened the kiss.
I could feel a sudden throbbing in my chest and that was the moment when it all struck me. No, I'm betraying my innocent heart. It isn't right to kiss a guy who has feelings for someone else, his heart doesn't belong to me.
Overwhelmed by realizations, my trembling hand found it's way to Riki's chest to push him away but he didn't seem to notice it. I once again tried to push him, this time with a little more force.
He slightly stumbled back before completely pulling away. His lips were swollen and I know, so would be mine.
"What... was that?" I needed to know, I've never been this confused before.
"Huh? A kiss, obviously." He shrugged, wiping his lips.
It doesn't seem like it meant anything to him by his tone. Oh, it's hurting me.
"Why did you kiss me?" I asked seriously, causing him to look at me in surprise.
He chuckled before shrugging his shoulders again, "Don't act like you didn't enjoy as much as me."
Sometimes I hate how ignorant he's towards so many things. He looked at me once again before turning away.
Wait, I need to compose myself. He kissed me without my consent and isn't even a little bit sorry about it. Even when he's into another girl.
I need to do something, I can't let it go just because he's my crush. If guys like him aren't taught a lesson, they'll continue to play with feelings.
I quickly ran up to him and grabbed his wrist, harshly turning him to me. Before he could say anything, I landed a tight slap on his cheek. His eyes widened as he held his cheek.
"Don't ever kiss a girl without asking for her permission, it's considered sexual harrasment. I only slapped you, I can do more than that."
"I--" I interrupted him.
"Don't ever talk to me." His lips parted as I glared at him one last time and left the garden, leaving him behind.
I quickly sat down on my bench and panted heavily once I reached my classroom. Once again I'm thankful that Riki isn't in the same class as me or else he'll see how vulnerable I can get just after slapping someone so bravely.
I cupped my face in my palms. I didn't do anything wrong, right? He doesn't love me, I can't let him play with me. Even if I dream about having him in my arms everyday, I can't let my desires get in the way of my morals.
It's better to not talk to him anymore, maybe I'll finally find a way to forget him after 4 years of loving him for nothing.
I took a deep breath and looked outside the window, only to find the girl Riki loves standing in the hallways.
Our eyes met but she quickly lowered her gaze and looked here and there before she stared to run like a criminal.
And in that short amount of time, I saw the glimpses of 8 years old Yena that I miss in the Yena of today.
Sometimes I wish I could just pull off the covers of old grudges and open my window for her so we could again blabber nonsense things to each other without a care.
I miss the friend I had in Yena 10 years ago.
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My summer break's over :(
Message to young readers, Do not romanticize anything that's forced on you against your will whether you're a girl or a boy, just like the kiss above. I had to write it just for the sake of the storyline, sorry.
