"Opposite Attracts" ||Kim Taehyung FF||

chapter 10

The next morning, Iris woke up feeling refreshed and energized. She stretched her limbs and rubbed the sleep from her eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. As she sat up in her bed, she glanced at the clock on her bedside table and realized that it was already morning. A sense of excitement filled her as she remembered that it was a school day and that she would get to see Mingue again.

She quickly jumped out of bed and started her morning routine, humming a happy tune to herself. As she got ready, she couldn't help but feel a hint of nervousness mixed with excitement. After all, he had been so polite and charming the day before, and she couldn't deny the butterflies she felt thinking about him.

Iris: Hey girl What happened to you. Stop. Thinking. Bout. Him. But he's so cute.

She tried to push aside her thoughts of Mingue, chiding herself for getting too carried away. But as hard as she tried, she couldn't help but think about how cute he was. The memory of his charming smile and the way he had looked at her made her heart flutter, and she felt a persistent blush creeping up her cheeks. No matter how much she told herself to focus on other things, her mind kept wandering back to him, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at the thought of seeing him again.

She finished getting ready for school and headed for breakfast. She sat down at the breakfast table, her mind still preoccupied with thoughts of Mingue. She picked at her food, only half-heartedly eating while her mind wandered. She couldn't deny that she was looking forward to seeing him at university, and the thought of another conversation with him filled her with a mixture of hope and anticipation.

After some time she started searching for the shirt that she had carelessly discarded on the couch the previous night. She couldn't remember exactly where she had left it, and her frustration grew as she couldn't seem to find it anywhere. She rummaged through the room, checking the couch, the coffee table, and even the floor, but there was no sign of the shirt. A frown creased her forehead as she realized that she had carelessly misplaced it, and she muttered a curse under her breath.

She decided to try her luck and check Taehyung's room. She figured that it was a long shot, but she couldn't think of any other place where the shirt could be. She walked towards his bedroom door and knocked lightly, feeling a twinge of uncertainty. After a moment, she slowly opened the door and peered inside, hoping to spot the shirt.

Iris: Taehyung did you take the shirt from the couch?
Taehyung: Yeah, I took it. What about it?
Iris: Umm.... I need to wash it.
Taehyung: Fine. Go ahead and wash it. But don't forget to return it to me afterward.
Iris: Mhmm. Ok I won't
Taehyung: Just remember, don't ruin it .
Iris: You're acting as if it has diamonds embedded on it.
Taehyung: It's not about that, stupid, It's my shirt, and I want it back in the same condition.
Iris: Ok ok. I understood!

Iris left Taehyung's room with the shirt in her hands, feeling a mix of irritation and amusement at his behavior. It was just a shirt, after all, but Taehyung had acted as if it was the most precious thing in the world. She shook her head, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she made her way out of their home.

She walked to school, her mind still preoccupied with the interaction with Taehyung. She made a mental note to wash the shirt after school, rolling her eyes at his possessiveness over it.

As she was walking to her classroom, her eyes landed on Mingue's tall figure in the distance. His presence commanded attention, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at the sight of him. For a moment, all thoughts of the shirt and Taehyung vanished from her mind, replaced by a mixture of excitement and nervousness at the prospect of seeing Mingue again.

Iris: He would think of me as a simp. Control iris.

She mentally scolded herself for blushing at the sight of Mingue. She didn't want to appear too eager or obvious in front of him, so she reluctantly decided to try and ignore him. It was difficult, though. Her heart was racing, and every fiber of her being wanted to approach him and initiate a conversation. But she forced herself to walk past him and make her way to her classroom, trying her best to act nonchalant.

Mingue spotted Iris walking in his direction. He had been secretly hoping to see her again, and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed her approaching. He wanted to greet her and strike up a conversation, but before he could say anything, she walked past him without sparing him a glance.

He had expected a warm greeting or at least a smile, but Iris had walked past him as if he didn't even exist. It stung more than he cared to admit, and he found himself feeling uncharacteristically dejected. He tried to shake off the feeling and remind himself that he had plenty of girls interested in him, but for some reason, Iris's disinterest bothered him more than he anticipated.

He couldn't shake off the feeling of disappointment and confusion that had settled in his gut after Iris had ignored him. He couldn't understand why she had acted so aloof, and a part of him was determined to find out. So he took a deep breath and walked over towards her, his long legs closing the distance between them quickly.

Mingue: hey! I didn't like how you ignored me just now. I thought we were friends.
Iris: W-What!?!
Mingue: You walked past me without even saying hi. I thought we were getting along well...
Iris: Umm...... Ahh.... I didn't see you.. I guess....
Mingue: You didn't see me? I was right there,You walked straight past me.
Iris: I was..... I was in a hurry.
Mingue: Really? You were in a hurry? You couldn't even spare a second to say hello?
Iris: Ok, I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me now.
Mingue: I'm not mad.Just don't ignore me like that again, okay?
Iris: Ok!
Mingue: Good. Just...next time, remember that I exist.
Iris: I'll try to remember that next time. Although with your towering height, it's kind of hard to miss you.
Mingue: Very funny. You can't just blame my height for your lack of observation skills.

Taehyung entered the classroom with a scowl on his face, as per usual. As he walked past Mingue, he intentionally bumped his shoulder into him.

Mingue stumbled slightly from the unexpected impact, his eyes widening in surprise. He steadied himself and turned to face Taehyung, a frown creeping onto his face. He wasn't sure if the bump was intentional or just an accident, but he didn't appreciate the unnecessary contact.

Mingue: Watch where you're going!!

Taehyung met Mingue's gaze with a cool, steely stare, his expression betraying nothing. He didn't bother to apologize for the intentional bump, instead silently relishing the annoyed expression on Mingue's face.

Taehyung: didn't see you there.
Mingue: Maybe you should pay more attention to your surroundings then.
Taehyung: I pay plenty of attention, But some things are just more worthy of my attention than you.
Mingue: And what exactly is so worthy of your attention then?
Taehyung: you know... plenty of things. Things more interesting and less boring than you, for starters.
Mingue: You think you're so clever, don't you? You get some sick pleasure out of riling me up, don't you?
Iris: Leave him Mingue! Are you alright?
Mingue:Yeah, I'm fine.
Iris: You should go to your class now. We'll talk later. Ok?
Mingue: Yeah, you're right. I'll see you later.
Iris: Bye!
Mingue: Bye.

Meanwhile Taehyung ignored them and went to his seat.

Taehyung: this girl has no sense of who is right and who is not. Stupid ass girl. I don't know when she'll actually use her brain. Anyway she can do whatever she wants. It's none of my business.