Her Bully | BBANGSAZ

T H I R T Y E I G H T

H A N N I
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Sounds of lockers opening and closing catch my attention as I slowly walk up to Minji, who is packing her things away, ready to leave the school since it's dismissal.

Taking a deep breath, I tap her lightly on the shoulder and feel her tense.

"Hello, Minji."

I greet her formally, straightening my cheerleader skirt as I plant a genuine smile on my face—a smile that not many people would see—but she still has her back facing me.

Knowing this would happen, I skip to her front and smile again, but she turns at the last minute, and I'm back to staring at her sweater.

I gulp and realize I won't be seeing her face today.

"Will you please hear me out?" I whisper, tucking a loose strand of hair as I watch the hallways slowly emptying.

"Please?"

She shakes her head and starts to walk, slamming her locker shut as I cringe at the sound while following her large steps—damn, her legs can walk.

I rush to her side and grab her wrist, twisting her around as her face goes blank and expressionless again.

Her eyebrows arch, and I feel my legs losing their balance as I stare into her eyes.

"Minji—I want to say I'm sorry, I didn't—"

She shrugs her shoulder up and sighs loudly, interrupting my words.

"Is that all?" she monotones, flicking her hair to the side.

I narrow my eyes at her and bite my lower lip.

"I-I didn't even say anything yet—" I force out a fake laugh, tilting my head to the side as she brings up her hand to scratch her cheek.

And fuck, why do I actually think it's adorable?

"Okay—you said something now, so can I go?" she points back, to the direction of the parking lot as she doesn't bother to wait for me and swivels on the balls of her feet, strutting to the door as I block her way again, my arms out to the handles.

I take a deep breath.

"No, that's not what I was going to say, Minji—"

She laughs and shakes her head.

"I'm surprised you're not calling me 'Nerdy' anymore."

Frowning, I scrunch my nose up.

"I thought you didn't like being called Ne— "

"And you didn't think that when I asked you to call me Minji the first time?" she cuts in, mouth curling into a scowl.

"Great, Hanni, great." She drawls, clucking her tongue as she walks past me and outside the doors before I'm walking beside her to her car, struggling to keep up.

"Can you just please stop and listen?" I scream, because the wind is creating a lot of noise outside in the parking lot.

She opens the back seat of her car and throws her stuff inside, completely ignoring me as I fight back the painful stabs hitting my heart at her actions.

I stop by her door before it closes and lean in, locking my eyes with hers.

She snaps and her face hollows.

"Can you just please leave me alone?" she bites back, flicking my hand away as she closes the driver's door shut, revving up the engine as I knock on her window continuously.

Damn, I'm so pathetic.

She doesn't roll her window down and ignores me as she moves her car back and positions it to the right, about to step on the pedal as I jump forward—in front of her car—and hold a hand up, making her stop.

Damn it, I'm crazy.

"What the hell is your problem, Hanni?"

Minji shrieks from inside her car as she puts down her window and pops her head out with a hard glare.

"Do you want to get killed or something?"

I shake my head and place my hands on top of her car, taking a deep breath.

"I didn't tell them about the bet being true because I knew they'd torture you about it." I blurt out in one shot, knowing if I kept asking her to listen to me, she wouldn't.

Minji's eyes narrow on me and she scoffs, retreating her car back again as my hands slip from the metal bunk.

I fix my footing and try to do that crazy thing where I jump in front of her car but she's smart enough to know what I'm about to do and drives off before my small legs could make it.

Groaning, I drop my hands on my knees and curse for about the millionth time today, banging my head with the use of my closed fists as a familiar car drives up beside me.

I frown and open the passenger's seat, climbing in helplessly as I turn to Ryujin who has shades on, but I'm pretty sure beneath those dark-rimmed glasses is a pitied look.

"What?"

I hiss, slamming my hands on top of my thighs in frustration.

She shakes her head at me and frowns.

"You are kind of bad at this whole sorry stuff, huh?" she points out the obvious, tapping her chin while a sarcastic laugh comes out of her lips.

"Like—I honestly haven't seen anyone who would jump in front of a car to make the person listen. You've got to have balls."

I scowl at her and lean back, burying myself deeper into the leather seat.

"Just drive, Shin—don't even talk—just drive." I hiss, shaking my head as I watch the objects pass by the window with feigned interest.

Ryujin chuckles by my side and turns to another corner—which is not the direction to Minji's house.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I spin to her and growl.

"Where are we going? The plan was to go to Min—"

"And knock on her door a million times with a bunch of 'sorry's' until she forgives you?" she guesses, making me flush in an annoying manner because she has some sort of psychic sense.

Ryujin chuckles.

"It's cute at first, Hanni—I'd be just as smitten, but I think she's fed up with it."

"Oh? How do you know that? Min—"

"I don't have to know, I just feel it." She shrugs off, zooming past another fork as I stomp my foot down and bang my fists together, so clearly irritated by all the interruptions I've been having when I start to open my mouth.

"You're getting on my nerves, Shin."

"Good, because we're going to the grocery." She hums, entering the local parking lot as my eyebrows quirk up, mouth frowning.

I shuffle in my seat and unbuckle when Ryujin does so.

"Grocery?" I grunt, crossing my arms together.

"What are we having? A picnic? I need to go to Minji's house and apologize, now." I demand of her, pointing at my chest.

Ryujin frowns.

"You really suck at this." She sighs, pitying me again.

"You're lucky to have me because first of all—you can't just talk and not give something to ease the anger that's sizzling inside Minji's chest. We're going to buy some sweet chocolates and flowers, is that okay for you?" she coos in a teasing manner as I slap her hand away from me, clucking my tongue.

"Fuck you, Shin Ryujin. I'm not gonna court her. I just want to apologize."

I say while climbing out of the vehicle as she shrugs her shoulders at me.

"Hanni, I promise you'll be thanking me later."