Snaggletooth (&Team)

14. No, I Don't Understand You

"What are you doing here?"

Yixiang swivelled his head to trace the sweet voice.

He knew exactly who the voice belonged to, he knew very well. Yuma's voice was easy to distinguish, it was unique and gorgeous. It ringed like a sweet melody to his ears.

As soon as Yixiang fixed his gaze on Yuma, the crease between his eyebrows untangled and his eyes immediately brightened.

He captured the bouncing basketball in his hands and lifted a brow at Yuma "What are 'you' doing here? It's like late into the evening.."

Yuma's lips pressed into a thin line, he softly wrapped his arms around his chest, feeling slightly conflicted with Yixiang's presence. The boy had been so confusing lately.

With slight hesitation, Yuma softly muttered "I stayed back to help Mr Byun with stuff.."

Yixiang's amused expression slightly stiffened. He pressed his basketball against his hip, slightly tilting his head as he muttered "Why? Do you think a teacher should have the right to keep you in after school?"

Yuma's bottom lip poked out as he pouted with a frown "But I wanted to help him, he looked stressed."

A small sigh left Yixiang's lips.

A cold breeze blew past them as the sun dug deeper into the horizon.

Yuma quickly took a glance around the place. The outdoor basketball court was completely empty, there was no one besides Yixiang there. It was such a rare sight. No minions, no mounds of girls, no Mika, just Yixiang.

"So, what are you doing here?" Yuma murmured.

Yixiang allowed a small chuckle to escape his lips. He was there to simply enjoy some time alone. It was true that he was an extrovert and loved people, but sometimes he needed some alone time as well.

"Where's Mika?" Yuma innocently scanned the place like a meerkat, swivelling his head from side to side.

A small frown formed on Yixiang's brows, he let out a slightly frustrated chuckle "Why would she be here?"

Yuma blinked at him before shrugging "I don't know, maybe because you guys hang out together all the time?"

Yixiang wanted to laugh and scoff at the same time. Is this what Yuma thought of him?

"But you know what? I don't even care anymore, you can just spend all your time with her, I don't need you and your motorbike anymore" he continued with a pout and humph! Before muttering beneath his breath "A bikes better than a motorbike anyways."

Yixiang's face stiffened into nonchalance. Yuma immediately regretted everything he had just spilled as Yixiang stared at him with piercing eyes.

"But you don't have a bike?" he muttered.

"It's not mine it belongs to...someone i'm close with" Yuma turned his head to the side to avoid Yixiang's gaze.

"Who is it?" Yixiang snarled lowly. He wanted to know who Yuma was acquainted with, who it was that Yuma had become close with, enough for him to stop caring about Yixiang's company.

Yuma lifted his head to meet his stern gaze with Yixiang, his nose scrunching in annoyance "Why do you even care? You literally have Mika and all those other girls to hang out with.." ,he softly muttered to himself 'The audacity to care about who I hang out with.'

Yixiang scoffed at the mention of her name. He dragged his feet slowly across the court to near Yuma. Yuma suddenly felt so small as Yixiang walked towards him.

He slightly staggered back as Yixiang continued stalking despite being an arms length away from him, the air was beginning to feel stuffy.

Yixiang closed any distance by taking a long stride in the small open space between them. In a swift movement, he stood inches from Yuma's slightly shivering body.