K-Pop Oneshots, Reactions & Scenarios

~~120: &TEAM Yuma - Everything at Once~~

"y/n, y/n, have you seen the new guy?" my best friend, Rei, approaches me from down the corridor when I'm by my locker.
"No, what class is he in?" I ask her.
"Moka's. He sits next to her in form. He's so hot. But don't get your hopes up because he's really cold. Surprisingly he's become friends with Jo, Taki and all them lot." Rei explains.
"Really? Well, I haven't seen him. Did he only join today?"
"Yeah. Look! I think that's him, with Harua." Rei discretely points out a pink-haired boy with great proportions. His back was facing us so I couldn't see his face.

But my eyes shone with terror as my body froze up upon seeing this new kid as he turned around and with a smile on his face, said "there you are y/n, fantastic to be meeting here, isn't it?" 

"What. The. Fuck." I accidentally say out loud.
"You know him?" Rei asks as her eyes widened, and a lot of other people's when he actually wasn't cold with someone other than his fresh set of friends.
I just clench my teeth as I push past him to rush to the toilets, Rei following me.

Nakakita Yuma. A twat, he is. We've hated eachother since I can remember and he HAD to move to my school? And it's so convenient because we happen to be family friends so it's not like I don't see him enough already.

"You know that bastard I always tell you about that I have to constantly see because we're fucking family friends?" I ask my best friend frustratedly as soon as we enter the toilets.
"Yeah?"
"That's him. Rei, that's him. I don't know what the fuck he's doing here but I can't stand him." I emphasise.
"It makes sense now why he wasn't cold to you. Look, atleast your not in his form. Just try avoid him whenever you see him round school, don't worry about it." Rei tried to comfort me.

I just scoffed and said "yeah, watch us be in every class together."
"C'mon, you never know. Don't stress about it, I'm sure there's people much worse than him already here. Big shout to Niki, Haruto." Rei told me.
I sighed and said "good point" with crossed arms.

A couple days later, our family visited the Nakakitas for dinner, and when I saw his face upon stepping through the door I got reminded that I now have to see his face at school on the daily, so I immediately look away.
I warmly greet his sister, but him, I just flash a glare at him, and he seemed to do the same, so.
He was leaning against the back of the sofa, too busy glaring me down as I'm the last one to walk through the door, which I discovered seconds later to be the worst decision because the only two seats left were next to eachother which meant I have to sit next to Yuma. I take the one next to his sister so I could ignore him and chat with her instead and he can have the seat next to my little brother so they can chat too, but mere seconds after we sit down, he says something to me lowly.

"Cat got your tongue, sweetheart? Is that why you've been so sour ever since I joined your school?" he asked.
"When have I ever not been sour to you? Why did you join my school anyway?" I asked him back.
"Other one was too far away." he responds.
"Bollocks." I scoff, not buying it for a second.
"What? It's true. You do realise it was 45 minutes by car with no traffic?" he said.
"Whatever. As long as you don't bother me, I won't bother you." I negotiated with him.
"I wouldn't mind being bothered by you." Yuma retorted.
"Shut up, why are you so weird?" was the last thing I said before starting a conversation with his sister, and luckily, he started one with my brother.

Once the night came to a close, it was time for us to leave. And I thought those first few words I exchanged with Yuma at the start of the night were the last ones too, but I was wrong.
After I said bye to everyone else and I glanced at him and he remarked "see you at school tomorrow, y/n/n."
I rolled my eyes and made my way out the door first.

The next day, he constantly tried to say hi to me in the corridors and tease me and flirt with me, but I know he's only doing all of it to take the piss. I try to ignore it but I'm pissed as fuck deep down.

I'm at my locker at the end of the day when I hear shoes hitting the floor step by step. I just assume it's a teacher when I turn around and am met face to face with Yuma.
"Hey, love." he brushed my jaw with his finger, and his face ended up uncomfortably close to mine. "just letting you know you have to babysit Hinako Friday night."

I pushed him away by his chest before saying "Your mum already asked me to do it, dipshit."
"Aight, just making sure." he put his hands up in defence and winked as he walked away, making me roll my eyes so hard I swear I almost saw my brain.

I hate the stupid nicknames he gives me. I've given up on telling him to stop though because he simply refuses. It's fine though, 'cause I just do it back.
One of my many issues with Yuma is that he's so fucking hot. It's getting hard to be enemies when he looks like an AI generated image and teases me daily.

Anyway, two more days pass, and it's pretty much the same sort of situations. But that night's the night I have to babysit his little sister, Hinako because the whole family are away doing something and won't be back 'till really late.

She's such an angel though, such contrast to her obnoxious older brother. It's around eleven o'clock at night by this point and Hinako's been asleep for hours and I'm just watching TV when I hear her cries from her parents room.
I go to check on her and there doesn't seem to be a problem, so I just walk round the house with her to try put her to sleep again.

So after about ten minutes, she's in silence but she's wide awake. I tried giving her warm milk but that doesn't work either. So I just resort to tiring her out AGAIN by playing with her.
Suddenly, keys jangle, signalling someone's arrival home.

Hinako cutely runs over to her obnoxious, pink-haired older brother who greets her with open arms and picks her up when she reaches him.

I start packing up my things since I was obviously no longer needed.

"Let's get you to bed, Nako." Yuma cooed to his little sister, getting her up the stairs.
I decided to wait for him to say the same thing he said to me the other night, just to see how it feels.

When he got back, though, his first question when he saw me ready to leave was "where do you think you're going?"
"Home? Where else?" I questioned as if it wasn't obvious.

"My room."

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