Hyung's Lover boy

Wish you were a Gay!

Okay, guess what? It's my first day in college, and my parents weren't even close to being proud of what I've achieved. And guess who was the only one going crazy? My hyung. He was the most respectable person in the world, and I've told you a hundred times. 'God was unfair to me; He made hyung so handsome and perfect while He made me a boy. At least if I were a girl, there would be a positive one percent chance of being with him.'

I thought it would be the best day since I joined my baby hyung's college, but guess what? It was the complete opposite of what I imagined. Everywhere I went, from juniors to seniors, everyone was head over heels for my baby—I mean, my hyung. My whole day was spent with my heart burning with jealousy, and I was just one step away from shouting and beating everyone present in the college. If my hyung hadn't been right beside me, I would've actually beaten up all those students, and the next day they would've flown away, but I couldn't do it.

"Leave that face," Lisa finally said, and I knew that for the whole week my face had been like this, and I couldn't help it. Moving around the college and finding everyone's eyes on my hyung, trying to flirt then and there, mostly exhausted me because I had to keep a good and smiley face while inside, I wanted to beat those students without any mercy. My hyung is mine!

"Guess I could control it," I said and passed a fake grin toward her to show her that I was okay, but I wasn't. When she offered a cigarette to me, I declined. "Hyung says no to cigarettes," I told her, and she just chuckled over my statement. "Hyung's Lover Boy," she mocked, grabbing the cigarette between her lips, and I was shocked. How could she just smoke when hyung says no to them?

"You should also quit smoking," I told her, knowing she would ignore me again. I really care about her, but I also know who she cares about and listens to more than anyone else. "I heard Rosie doesn't like smokers." I know what I said, and guess what? Her hands stopped, and she blinked before dropping the cigarette from her hands. I know I'm the best.

"And he gave to me a rose and said that I'm the most beautiful," a random girl was bragging about her features, and really, she wasn't even that bad because, yeah, she had pretty eyes, black hair, and was carrying an elegant dress. I heard it because she was speaking too loudly with her friends, and Lisa and I were near the college garden.

"Yeah!" Lisa shouted, and I ignored her, wondering why she did so.

"I said 'rose,' not 'Rosie,' Lisa," the girl mocked, and her friends started laughing at Lisa. Lisa made her sharp eyes and was about ready to throw punches at them, but I grabbed her hands. "Leave them, they're immature," I tried to cool the situation because they didn't know how fast Lisa could send them to the hospital. They were literally immature because I know she's a crazy human who could do anything when she's determined.

"Girl, you're a lesbian, not me," the girl who was bragging about herself mocked, and I felt that I should pretend to try my best to hold Lisa while loosening my grip so that Lisa could beat them until they bled. But my jiminie hyung would be angry with us because I let her do what she wanted. Lisa was seriously angry because I saw how her jaw tightened, and I literally felt that I should let her go before she beat me up. Lisa should know that girl was our senior.

"Glad I'm not a bitch, Jane, who is all over my brother," Lisa mocked, and I got to know her name. If Lisa knows her, then why don't I? Lisa was continuously hinting at me to let her go so she could beat her up, and I was dumb enough to not let her go and let her do so.

"Talking about your brother, Park Jimin," she came close while looking at her grown nails, then eyeing me, and then turning to Lisa. "He acts like a crazy around me. He was on my scandals, and I don't give a shi—" She couldn't complete her sentence before I grabbed her jaw and lifted her whole body into the air a bit. I knew her legs were struggling to get back down.

"Never. Ever. Talk. About. Him. Like. That. Understood?" I exclaimed and threw her away, and her friends were looking at me. "My hyung never told me to raise my hands on women, otherwise you wouldn't leave this place without getting a breaking bones," I told them, and they were all frightened.

"Nah, she's not a woman; she's a bitch. Beat her up," Lisa said a bit loudly, rolling her eyes over her while her inner self wanted to beat that girl.

"I'm your senior; mind your tongue," she warned, making her face serious because everyone was looking at her.

"I don't give a shit about that when it comes to my hyung, bitch," I mocked her. My intention wasn't like that, but I couldn't help it when it comes to my hyung. I love him, respect him.

"What's happening here?" Guess who came? It's my love. Wait, he rushed toward me and held my hand, and my frown automatically faded away. My smile with a slight blush all happened in a few seconds, but I hope no one noticed.

"Nothing, it's nothing," I tried to explain to my pabo baby that nothing happened, but then that bitch Jade turned to Jimin with a fake pout on her lips. I wish I could punch her and leave a real swell on her face.

"Baby," she tried to flirt in front of me, like this girl is going to rest in the hospital for a few days, I'm telling you.

She grabbed my hyung's wrist and... kissed him?

Before I could do anything, she had taken my hyung. But before that, Lisa grabbed my hand to stopping me do anything and then I saw my baby hyung was kissing her too. Is it that easy for any girl to take him because she's a girl, whereas my feelings don't matter to him because I'm a boy, a man? My eyes were tearing up, but I removed my grip from Lisa and rushed out of the college. 'I wish I were a girl, then it would be so easy to hold you, kiss you the way i would want. But why does it hurt to see you even kissing someone else when you're not mine? We are nothing, so why is my heart burning? I seriously wish that if God didn't favor me by making me a girl, then at least they could have favored me for one last time by making you gay.